Alice Alice

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Alice Alice where'd you go,
Up a tree or down a hole?
Nobody knows if you have died,
Round and round the world may go
You will never get out of here alone.
Everyone has lost all hope
There is no need to mope
There's always the rope.
Just look at all your scars
We're not too far
You know we care
And we know life's not fair
Your life's almost done
So come out and we can have some fun...

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