Soup and Town House Crackers

I swear I want to move in with Alice,
Commit suicide in malice,
That's homicide to the white rabbit.

Fresh off the meds, I circum to the madness,
Like this shit is in fashion,
And I hate it like a passion,
But on the meds, you like my smile,
Even though follow by and all the while,
It's really just good acting.

Vodka to sleep,
Music to feel emotions,
Weed to ease the stress,
Maybe I'm just......losing it,
But that must be the drugs,
The doctors think I'm fine,
As long as I keep popping,
They say I won't lose my mind.

The truth being,
Can you lose something....that was never found....