Looking Glass

Connected by a similar goal, we gather around the table Feasting on a belated meal, preparing for what's to come Although I'm fairly new to the act of drowning my social fears I can gauge how much it'll take to render my conscience numb "Slow down," says the voice inside "Are you out of your mind?" Although I always listen It's not helping me to find Time flies in the looking glass Of twisted perception and the loss of class Steer clear of an open mind You might be afraid of what you may find As the peak of the night draws near, I'm really in for a ride Conversation skews and I can barely recall my name And yes, it's nice to unwind surrounded by familiar faces But it seems that the person inside is somehow stuck in a game Where his body is the enemy And his spirit needs to be saved "Well, how did I get here?" I wonder "Have I been enslaved?" Time flies in the looking glass Of twisted perception and the loss of class Steer clear of an open mind You might be afraid of what you may find Yeah, of what you may find Why do I feel like I'm gonna explode Into a million pieces out on the floor I think that has metaphorical meaning and literal too But I need someone to tell me for sure The next morning, I'm lying in bed and notice my soul has returned To a mind and body he had left all night on the shelf I'll admit that I had a blast, but as I look in the mirror I'm just glad that the image in front of me reflects my usual self Remind me, who did I talk to? What did I see? It all feels like a dream You say I made a mess, well, I'll have you know It's not as it seems Time flies in the looking glass Of twisted perception and the loss of class Steer clear of an open mind You might be afraid of what you may find (Times flies) in the looking glass I'm just glad I regained my class And though it was an emotional time I might be back for another ride Yeah, another ride Another time