Underland

As White as his coat, as White as his hair

God, I feel this rush, falling under reality, forgetting all the rules

But I’m drowning then changing, just for his White gloves

I wander, trying to find the next push, my next challenge

But I am getting tired of smelling the sickening perfumes of those rosy bitches

They are everywhere. What do you say Big Blue? Could you lend me a hand?

Or those wild poppies have stolen all the answers from you

I saw you playing your games, right there under a starry and grey sky, hidden in the woods, just like a predator

Why did I follow you like a fool? It must have been that Smile

Stop taunting me, enjoying my decay

I see pleasure in your eyes; lust even, lust for the lost blonde twat

But you let me go

I know you will enjoy my next misfortune

Just for the sake of lust

So now I tell you; it felt like love, it almost did

I met him there with all his imaginary friends having a blast

What can I say? Crazy looks irresistible on top of a hat, specially on him

But he is  too far away from me; seeking other kind rush

So will I and I will fall again with the same smiley stone

I see Red everywhere, Oh God I hope that blood isn’t mine

I see White (as his coat) and I know this isn’t where I’m supposed to be

I see a taunting Smile (and lust), getting lost in pleasure 

I see unfocused eyes and sweet innocence, before everything turns as dark as Time

I feel cold, detached, insecure and small, my head killing me

I came back to reality