White Rabbit Lyrics

Looking back on the way that I ran away

Never stood up to the demons half my size

Walking for miles in my old shoes

In my sleep, in defeat

In my dreams I can feel the

Desecrated stairways made of cockroaches and hornets nests

'House of a Thousand Corpses' fest

Locked inside of my own head with hopelessness

I don't know if I'm awake

I can't tell the horror from the fever dream

Doom and gloom, lock and key

Scattering the ashes of my self-esteem

Found a door (Found a door) in the back of my eyes

I found a way (Found a way) to be free of the

Toys in the attic, like habits of an addict

The fatal white rabbit flirting as she's running away

I've clawed at my eyes, I've screamed at the sun

I've buried the shame, I'll blame the

Toys in the attic, like habits of an addict

The fatal white rabbit begging me to come back and play

With a click, with a flick of the fork in your tongue

Mouth dripping with lies, but the damage is done

An un-winnable war, now the sheep have their fun

Hands gripping your throat as the breath leaves your lungs

Lurking through these hallways built on monuments of misery

Passing through these walls like I am a casualty

Bite my tongue, swallow blood, take my breath or pierce my lung

Rearrange my silhouette and strip me of all self-respect

I'm gasping for the air I've spent

Drowning, put me to death

Found a door (Found a door) in the back of my eyes

I found a way (Found a way) to be free of the

Toys in the attic, like habits of an addict

The fatal white rabbit flirting as she's running away

I've clawed at my eyes I've screamed at the sun

I've buried the shame, I'll blame the

Toys in the attic, like habits of an addict

The fatal white rabbit begging me to come back and play

And I'm old enough to know, but I'm young enough to learn

Is it better to hurt than stare through the cracks of my shell at the rest of the world?

Found a door (Found a door) in the back of my eyes

I found a way (Found a way) to be free of the

Toys in the attic, like habits of an addict

The fatal white rabbit flirting as she's running away

I've clawed at my eyes I've screamed at the sun

I've buried the shame, I'll blame the

Toys in the attic, like habits of an addict

The fatal white rabbit begging me to come back and play