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the killing floor Little by little we cross the line, ohh, ohh. Little by little the ties that bind, oho, ohh. Little by little by little by little, ohh, ohh. Little by little tonight Your sugar
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the killing floor Little by little we cross the line, ohh, ohh. Little by little the ties that bind, oho, ohh. Little by little by little by little, ohh, ohh. Little by little tonight Your sugar
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Raise to be your lady,. In night on golden bloom. Alice was the spung on the public school. With the devil barrel near in the back of her prints. And a simple case and moment doesn't love me
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Raise to be your lady,. In night on golden bloom. Alice was the spung on the public school. With the devil barrel near in the back of her prints. And a simple case and moment doesn't love me
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little sick. And he wants me crazy. . Who. Are you. Who can say. It's ok to live through me?. . Live to be. Part of me. You're a wrinkled magazine. Yeah. . Was it something that I said?. Was
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Raised to be a lady by the golden rule. Alice was the spawn of a public school. With a double-barrel name in the back of her brain. And a simple case of mummy-doesn't-love-me blues Reality it
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Raised to be a lady by the golden rule. Alice was the spawn of a public school. With a double-barrel name in the back of her brain. And a simple case of mummy-doesn't-love-me blues Reality it
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Raised to be a lady by the golden rule. Alice was the spawn of a public school. With a double-barrel name in the back of her brain. And a simple case of mummy-doesn't-love-me blues Reality it
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Raised to be a lady by the golden rule. Alice was the spawn of a public school. With a double-barrel name in the back of her brain. And a simple case of mummy-doesn't-love-me blues Reality it
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Raised to be a lady by the golden rule. Alice was the spawn of a public school. With a double-barrel name in the back of her brain. And a simple case of mummy-doesn't-love-me blues Reality it
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Mon Alice, Alice. Araignйe maltиque. Mon Alice, malice. Arachnйe hightek. Mon Alice, Alice. Pendue au bout de son fil. Dйpressive l'artiste. Exit, exit. . Dans ta boite. Toutes tes pattes
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little drastic don`t you think?". Choir "What part of dead don`t you get?". Alice "I don't. I. I. hey. whoa. ". Choir "What part of dead don`t you get?". Alice "I get it. but, but I don`t get it
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Alice is acting very, very strange. Face almost perfect. But her mind's deranged. She's got a blissful smile. Though a sad exchange for life Alice expecting a perfect day. Luminous daydreams
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Alice, ton pays aux merveilles n'existe plus. Alice, quand tu sors du sommeil tu n'y crois plus. . Ce pays que j'ai cherchй sans toi m'obsйdait des jours entiers. Et je voulais vivre dans cet
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Oh, Alice, dear where have you been?. So near, so far, so in-between. What have you heard? What have you seen?. Alice! Alice! Please, Alice! Oh, tell us, are you big or small?. To try this one or
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Raised to be a lady by the golden rule. Alice was the spawn of a public school. With a double barrel name in the back of her brain. And a simple case of Mummy-doesn't-love-me blues. . Reality it
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In the house where alice lives. Alice's. It's a mess of souvenirs. There to remind. Telling the time. In the garden where you go. Flowers die. People say it's cold out there. You disagree
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Alice said to come on in now it's time for bed. The hour's quite late I need a nap to clear my head. And later, down, the pillow softly calls to me. . I've never sent down, bounced all around
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telling me what you feel. when i ask you what is real. youre running. youre running from the truth. alice wishlist. so who you saving now?. wheres your white horse?. or does it only ride for you in
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Song Alice - Mott The Hoople. Now Alice needed money. I put ten dollars on the breeze. As the wind died away, she sank way below her knees. And as a hurricane passed by, she clutched the money from
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it's hard to maintain. When everything is so insincere Alice is on the rooftop. Alice is on the rooftop There's a part in a play. That I swear was meant just for me. It's the part of a sailor. Who's
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Song Alice - Avril Lavigne. Trippin' out. Spinnin' around. I'm underground, I fell down. Yeah, I fell down. I'm freakin' out. So where am I now?. Upside down. And I can't stop it now. It can't stop
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herzgetrennt. Doch Tränen machen stark für neue Ziele. Sie hatte Angst allein zu sein. Und dass ihr Herz daran zerbricht. In Wahrheit sah sie endlich wieder Sonnenlicht, oh uh oh Alice im Wunderland. Die
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