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 Feb 2012 Oli
Caroline Patterson
So call me, tell me, What you can do?
My queen of hearts is falling for you.
Call me baby, yes, tell me what I should do!
It's for you, see me painting these roses brand new?

And you’re just a white rabbit that never dug your own hole.
You wander through Wonderland looking for the right role.
But you’re always in a rush to find love,
And you run right past Alice, Even though she was your sign that fell from above.

Do I exist, I fear, O, I fear I disappear.
But my cheshire grin stands strong.
You can call me strange, But it's really the curiosity that you see as a bit queer.
But no one ever said that was wrong.

So call me, tell me, What you can do?
My queen of hearts is crumbling for you.
Call me baby, yes, tell me what I should do!
It's for you, see me painting these roses brand new?

Oh, I've made a world of my own.
Eat me, Drink me, and it can be your home.
Oh Suitable, They scream "Off with your head"
Darling I will protect you from the the 7 of aces that are chrome red.

What's a celebration? A unbithday I beg!
Shall we celebrate with tea? Or with lies on our teeth?
Wonderland has captured us, Pulled us in by our legs.
Because when you play with strangers, You see the magic of underneath.

So call me, tell me, What you can do?
My queen of hearts is falling for you.
Call me baby, yes, tell me what I should do!
It's for you, see me painting these roses brand new?
Supposed to be a song (Thus the repetitive chorus)
 Jan 2012 Oli
Caroline Patterson
If I die
Before I wake
I pray that you
Can take me away

Take me to hell, Or take me to heaven
As long as I'm no longer stuck
On an Earth that finds luck
In the number seven

You could take me down deep
Where the water is dark
I could hopefully swim
Amongst the sharks

You could take me to graveyards
So I could say adieu to my ghosts
I could walk on the gravestones
Releasing my spirit, I'd no longer be a host

You could take me to rivers
That I've never seen
I could carefully swim
Trying to know what this all means

You could take me anywhere
Any insignificant place
So maybe I could understand
The epitome of my fate.

— The End —