Letra de Alice Practice
Hi!Scars will heal soon The dregs in us spent the earth downBetter than drowning in a burlap sack I live, as Alice, I die Children shouldn't play with dead things Foaming crows tear at their wings Sad eyes cry crimson bloodDrop it, it's dead Wheels won't turn, they won't turn the birdy's head Sad eyesSad eyes like sharpened daggers You'll never walk, only stagger Sad eyes, quite cryptic Bye