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Living in a dream of a dirty mind
I'm making a friend called suicide
Laughing to herself to the end of the light
It really doesn't matter if it's wrong or right
Walking around, talking about Alice in Psycholand
Walking around, talking about Alice in Psycholand
Walking all alone on the edge to hell
I wake up in the night in a rubber cell
Shadows on the wall in the back of the room
Awaiting Mr. Death coming far too soon
Walking around, talking about Alice in Psycholand
Walking around, talking about Alice in Psycholand
Alice, when you waited too long
Alice, wanna be in your song
Alice, gonna take it along with you to Psycholand
Walking around, talking about Alice in Psycholand
Walking around, talking about Alice in Psycholand
Alice in Psycholand
Alice in Psycholand
Alice in Psycholand
Alice in Psycholand
Walking around, talking about Alice in Psycholand
Walking around, talking about Alice in Psycholand
Walking around, talking about Alice in Psycholand
(Little lady, heard you say, "I just wanna stand in Psycholand)
Written by: Kim Gaarde, P. Sandorff
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