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wonderland
in my head the life I've lived
seems magic and whimsy did a flip
a hand pressed flat against a mirror
and now I'm trapped in underland
turns out the Queen of Hearts
is quite the narc and pretty smart
and I was privileged to be raised in her court,
but the wonder dies when children grow up.
I was never enough.
so let's play pretend
that we're best friends
I'll fake a smile
she'll sigh again
I piss her off
when I see right through
the innocent illusion
gazes locked as we circle
the lines drawn in the sand
it's left the deepest wound
but I'll try again
to reach out a hand
to something snarling
that sees healthy love
as a critical threat
to the world they rule
by being a victim
such clarity plummets me through the floor
the hole in my chest cannot grow anymore
this incapable love is the best she can give
my empty castle doesn't swallow me quite like she did
we signed a treaty, but it's all pretend
I'll give her a smile from my side of the fence
but her eyes just roll back as my court expands
Mother, you were meant to be my best friend.
so let's play
seems magic and whimsy did a flip
a hand pressed flat against a mirror
and now I'm trapped in underland
turns out the Queen of Hearts
is quite the narc and pretty smart
and I was privileged to be raised in her court,
but the wonder dies when children grow up.
I was never enough.
so let's play pretend
that we're best friends
I'll fake a smile
she'll sigh again
I piss her off
when I see right through
the innocent illusion
gazes locked as we circle
the lines drawn in the sand
it's left the deepest wound
but I'll try again
to reach out a hand
to something snarling
that sees healthy love
as a critical threat
to the world they rule
by being a victim
such clarity plummets me through the floor
the hole in my chest cannot grow anymore
this incapable love is the best she can give
my empty castle doesn't swallow me quite like she did
we signed a treaty, but it's all pretend
I'll give her a smile from my side of the fence
but her eyes just roll back as my court expands
Mother, you were meant to be my best friend.
so let's play
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