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Текст: Screaming Trees. Alice Said.

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 been sent down, bounced all around
Now I can't see, blind, happily

Alice said, "Have you forgotten what will be
Concealed in smiles that come too late, now I can't see"
The sun goes down, thoughts go astray
She might take my soul away
Don't close the shade, until the twilight fades

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"
The sun goes down, thoughts go astray
She might take my soul away
Don't close the shade, until the twilight fades
Don't close the shade, until the twilight fades

Alice said
Alice said
Alice said
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