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Alice.

I left my Window open
So Peter could come in
And I've been looking for the rabbit
To go down the hole again

And I've been singing while I clean
And hoping for a ball
I've been walking around
Waiting for John Smith to call

I keep waiting for someone to wake me up
I'm getting pale from my sickly state
And I'm white as snow
So the cuts against my skin seem to glow

I don't need a prince charming
That never concerned me
I don't need A damsel in distress either
That's not who I want to be

I don't want to rely on someone else to save me
I do want a happily ever after
I'll settle for just ever after
I wanted my life to be filled with laughter

Instead of my life being like a Disney movie
I'm crying every night
And smoking so much tree
I'm surprised the rainforest is still all right

I have cuts up and down my arms
And my arms are basically just scars layered on scars
So I have cuts on my scars
And all my sins are like my good luck charms

I smoke a pack a day
I'm just trying to get the pain to go away
Can anyone really blame me? I'm being strong
I keep my mouth shut and deal with it all wrong

I barley eat, and when I do
I barf it all up
But that's nothing new
It's just a life you get used to

And I'm fucking to feel alright
Just to make it through another day
I know my boyfriend hates it
That I cheat on him when he's away

And I left my window open
So that peter could come in
He hasn't come yet
Probably too busy with some Gin

And I've been looking for the rabbit
To go down the hole again
But I called up my supplier
And He's out of acid. "So, cocaine then?"

And I've been singing while I clean
And Hoping for a ball
But My sisters prettier than me
Ugly girls can't win it all

I've been walking around
Waiting for John Smith to call
He's disappearing
Like summer into the fall

I keep waiting for someone to wake me up
But I think I took too many pills
And Now I've grown so pale in my sickly state
I Think I'm starting to get cold chills

I think I need my prince charming
And my damsel in distress
Because If I can't have both
I'll just abuse the rest

And My life Isn't like a Disney movie
And I'm not a princess
My life is really fucked
But I really try my best







Written by Liv_ing_ston_ed (Nikole)
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