https://youtu.be/kokBYP4KzkQ?si=2KRWkXy9SiTSW7gmLet the tea in my cup cool down,
Oh, must I drink it all alone now?
But someone’s trapped within this cage,
Shall we dance together on this stage?
La la la la
No sleep tonight for us,
La la la la
Drink your tea, don't fuss!
La la la la la la
Oh, why do you stand so still?
Our endless, secret carnival—what a thrill!
My little bird is locked away,
Take some sweets if you wish to play.
RED or BLUE,
You intrigue me too...
"This is my candy house,
And in it, you’ll stay, no doubt,"
I whisper softly, full of glee,
"Mirror, oh mirror, who’s playful as me?"
"Is it you? There’s no doubt!"
My sad laugh echoes out...
In the mirror, who are you? Who could it be?
On the cracked glass, I see my grin,
In the mirror, who am I? Where do I begin?
In my heart, selfishness reigns,
La la la la la la la la la
Oh, you’ll see how life can strain.
La la la la la la la la la
This is the start of it all’s end.
Where’s my gift? Tell me, my friend!
Where, oh where, is it concealed?
So many doors yet to be revealed...
Will you be the beast? Or someone else?
A tempting ring from you compels.
"Once again,
I could end them all..."
The dark returns with a quiet call.
To the oak table, I swiftly glide,
My sweet bird now silent, it can’t hide.
I embrace it tight,
Squeeze with delight,
In splashes, I see a wicked bite—
The ball is done tonight.
I’ll dump the insides of the pumpkin with a grin,
With a wicked smile, let the fun begin.
A mannequin turned into a doll,
Won’t you waltz with me at the ball?
In this cage, you and I, don’t be mad,
How well we’ve danced, it’s been quite a fad.
Teeth of gears have broken down;
The mechanism no longer spins around.
Truth or lie, have I lost my way?
I can’t see you here today.
This cruel world is harsh and cold!
Will you dance with me again, so bold?
The bird has lied; it belongs on the heat!
How cruel is fate, a bitter feat.
Once more, I sit alone in the night.
In the mirror, who am I? What’s my plight?
I’ll paint these walls a crimson hue!
In the mirror, who are you? What’s your view?
With dolls, my play has grown so dreary,
In the mirror, who am I? It’s getting eerie.
But in the new pumpkin, a candle ignites,
I’m forever me; you’re just a blight!
What awaits me now? A fresh game to start...
DANCING TILL DAWN, with all my heart!
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