What happens when I stop dreaming?
When the waking world is like hell?
For you I am the ultimate horror,
For you I am nothing but a death knell
Somewhere in your soul,
You capture me, you contain me
This is my….wonderland
What happens when I sober up?
When reality comes to call?
For her I am the punching bag
For her I am the broken doll
Nothing changes, I cry
You devour me, you ravage me
This is my…..wonderland
Little pills let me sleep
When the pain gets deep
Little pills help me dream
When the horror begins to creep
Let me crawl in the corner
Let me stop bleeding
Before you hit me again
Listen to my pleading……….
This is my wonderland
Where I am anyone
But who I am
Where you can’t hurt me again
This is my…Wonderland
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