I heard you fell into a rabbit hole,
Covered yourself up in snow,
Baby tell me where'd you go,
For days and days?
Did they make you stay up all night?
Did they paint your face that pasty white?
You're thirsty but your appetite,
Is chased away.
The sun turns us to stone.
It's a cloudy day,
But we still can't go home.
Open our back cellar door.
'Til we see the moon,
We're invisible.
No one ever takes the garbage out,
A new kid gets dare to touch the house,
He runs back only to announce,
There's no one home.
Does he paint the foil with a flame,
Smear the soda, taste butane,
For every fear that can't be named,
To calm you down.
Your heart starts skipping steps.
So you're farther gone,
Than you might expect.
If your thoughts should turn to death.
Gotta stomp 'em out,
Like a cigarette.
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