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Mad Hatter - Attic Black
Written by：Tragic Black
We were waiting at the gates to the tick of
The tock
Waiting for the train with the beat of the clock
He was winking his eye down in the blotter
As his face dissolved in the water
He slipped down the tubes slipped down the slide
Swallowed him whole now he's inside
Running quickly by an intent look in his eye
Run through the tunnels with colors passing by
Enjoy a new glass of tea observe this world you
See
Scenery is manifesting it's morphing fluidly
Running quickly by an intent look in his eye
Run through the tunnels with colors passing by
Enjoy a new glass of tea observe this world you
See
Scenery is manifesting it's morphing fluidly
Open minds open doors
Sinking into the carpeted floor
So fluid waves
Fluid waves fall
Staring at the dripping melting walls
Unstable
Fixated
With these blue eyes so dialated
Unreal
Abstract
You made the choice
To never turn back
In this style 10 6
What now
What comes next
Still on this trip to the beat of the clock
Hours have passed with the tick of the tock
10 hours 6 minutes all in this style
With a card in his hat
All of the while
Unstable
Fixated
With these blue eyes so dialated
Unreal
Abstract
You made the choice to never turn back
On the other side of the glass
Where these psychedelic hours pass
How long can this madness last
So far 12 hours have passed
Or maybe it was eleven hours
