1.11.2013

Wonder is not a land. It's a state of mind.

Cry dry to know how it feels
To stay out of your nightmare
Leading your fear to the shelter
Whether you're smiling, so I'd care

Know me, read me like a Bible
With no God in here to create this
Eden or Hell, I'm not mental
But I would be for the last kiss

Lock me inside, lock me inside
So I shall die for release
Drop here your tear, let me drown
Drink me, eat me, I'm your Alice

If you could give a little flame
I'd burn it up to a fire
But if you can't, please keep in dark
That's where is born a desire

Don't want to hurt, keep razor blunt
Or hide somewhere your cyanide
Feed me more with the truth you know
And face it alone in the night

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