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....