Hatter spirals out of control,
Spinning faster and faster,
He reaches out for an invisible pole,
Nothing there nothing to be breaker.
His son his pride and joy,
Taken from his arms,
His heart, his little boy,
The one who still has charms .

Nothing was there nothing to help,
He had already lost Alice,
All he could do was yelp,
He drank from a lead chalice.
It's time to come back from madness,
Time to get back on the right path,
Get over all the sadness,
Quit playing the psychopath....

I really shouldn't date,
I don't want to tempt fate.
I wouldn't even be third rate,
It's not just you I'd expose to hate.

I'm not racist but a fight is a fight,
I was just taught how to do it right,
From exposure to family every night,
No fists to throw; words are in my sight.

The happier you make me; the more dopamine,
and norepinephrine makes me mean,
Fight, flight, freeze; I go obscene,
My vocabulary becomes very lean.

I'll try and run away to a safe place,
I'll seem happy with a smile on my face,
around the room I'll pace,
pointing out your every disgrace.

My training make me appear to freeze,
Standing in place like a grove of trees,
The wind howling every time I sneeze,
words being blown upon a gentle breeze.

Like when I called my niece a "n*er",
she was 5, why did I pull the trigger?
now I try and act much bigger,
but I had said it with some vigor.

I wouldn't wish any one that fate,
It's why I will not date,
I don't want to expose anyone to my hate,
It's why to me no one can ever rate.

Sliding, gliding, just a squelch,
Firmer, faster, almost a belch,
Deeper, steeper, I start to whine,
After this I will be fine...

Sharpest thing I could find,
A bullet did cross my mind,
Scalpel unskilled in another hand,
Lethal precision what I had planned.

I little further past the bone,
You try and reach me on the phone,
"Let's start fresh, a whole new start."
A moment late, I removed my heart....

Oh, sweet American Honey,
I'd drink you and think myself funny,
Drinking you down without a mixer,
American Honey, my tastebud fixer.

Frozen thick in ice,
your bottle felt nice.
Lifting her up once, now twice,
four times, five times, six, oops forgot thrice.

You tasted of all my desires,
the fallen's temptation it inspires,
I miss the way you taste,
worth every pound on my waist.

It's been seven years since American Honey,
but right now I want it..... funny...
Maybe just as a social mixer.....
American Honey, my relationship fixer?

Firey whip across my back,
Wounds on scars, they start to stack.
And yet still I don't attack,
I'll tell you though, y'all are wack.

Complaining that you are not free,
Saying they took your liberty,
Yet still you all can't see,
You took mine with each fee.

The price you ask for, I must pay,
A fiat dollar, in my pocket it won't stay,
Please just let me give it away,
We all only have today.

You plan for a tomorrow that doesn't come,
Making a dollar a god to some,
Mocking them calling them a ***,
Turning nose and a downwards thumb.

"No one wants your fiat dollar."
I sit here and try and holler,
But who am I? Not a shot caller,
Not even a drug dealing baller.

Just a simple EMT,
Just a basic, EMT-B,
A job I did all for free,
Just to keep you with me.