Wonderland

[Intro: Bless] If there’s someone that you’d die for Put your hands up x4 [Verse 1: Bless] In flames my world is caught and I stand alone But it’s obvious that no love is lost And I realize that my candle light hasn’t blown out But at what cost Am I moving backwards as a forward thinker? Because living life was never that great When you’re losing constantly and walking odysseys They bleed hypocrisy, and that way everything’s equal again I’m living in a world full of evil again Can I even pretend that it changed for the better? Think of Vale; let it go Are you saying for the better I’d be sane if I changed for fame? In the name of Illuminati; Can I live as the same old Byron? Probably, not likely I’d rather just lose my life than soul because losing my faith is not me [Hook: Bless] If there’s someone that you’d die for Put your hands up (How much for your soul, hey) x4 Come around where we stay; listen to what we say We all sin and we pray; and hope that we’ll be okay Because there’s no where to go So many secrets we don’t know Learn your dos and your don’ts They’ll just do what they want; how about trying to help this wonderland? Why won’t they try to help this wonderland? Part 2 [Verse 2: Bless] Are you about knowledge or about brains? Satisfying lies about you tying knots won’t change Lock and key thrown away but many windows opened Even if they aren’t, opportunities are lurking Twelve hours of it And the government loves every single minute of it Less minds to control Don’t start getting smart dummy Yes, we’re on a roll Watching many heads roll; eyes close Temple Run is being taken to a different level Those that rebel are the first to go now; whoa now We don’t mind if you aim at yourself Hold down the trigger; semi automatics bleed you out quicker Twelve hours later, nothing’s changed and it never will If you can’t beat them, join them; please You may sleep on it but we set fire to bed sheets Nah, no discussing you new order But if I turn my back; it’ll be tragic I will fight before I fear you; I’ll do right Because if I kill you, I’ll do life [Verse 3: Bless] My foot’s upon the dash Fine, I’ll just high-tail it home fast To see if my wife is okay and our kids are safe She warned me but I passed and said I’d be alright But I’m not alright; I turned my back and laughed Knowing that she was right; what a gruesome sight When I pulled up, I gasped; the door was wide open I ran through the house and saw someone escape from the back I enter my room to see nothing but blood and my wife on the floor in black She woke up in white and handwriting is on wall which reads “You’re next” If this is the end, then I want you to know that I really did try my best When I put that vest on, to avenge you I am just so stressed; shooting down every ghost I see No remorse and it hurts my heart But I promised you that I wouldn’t sin There is no safety; everything is fabricated No matter what world you live in, the only way you’ll ever win is death But I won’t rest till I find those kids, and soon enough I finally did They cried in my arms, and I let them know that I was there I told them not to show fear; I felt a presence drawing near I was happy for a moment Then they stripped it all away, bang [Verse 4: Bless] If life is what we make it, then how come it’s never right? Nah, I can’t ignore the obvious; almost died overnight Know you’re purpose; I have feelings I’m certain they have feelings too, but that’s only in their teeth when they’re hurting Take advantage, or be taken advantage of and get damaged Understand this; right now mentally I’m Charles Manson with Ripper tendencies Back when the Ripper was at his best, he still can’t compete with me I can’t swallow what I don’t have; I don’t know if that’s good or bad I found a collage of me, Hali and Vale in a bag, right in front of the exit They’re telling me to come back; what a dream But also a hazard; no such thing as a wonderland But for me, it’ll have to do I look at the ceiling; don’t ever bother with mirrors I’m prying my eyes open; my heart feels like December 2010 in Virginia Seven years still haunt me And now it’s almost like I became a victim of loyalty