paroles de chanson Poor Alice - Oakey

Old Alice fuckin' witched me again
I'm trippin mad hard for 19 fuck my head
I know they call me fuckin' crazy
I'm just cursed in a never-ending sleep
I be smoking in a Hilfiger long sleeve, black jeans she know how to move
Making hell home, fuck it's a never ending loop
She hid me in her basement where the walls split
I was screaming all night and she loved it

Alice, poor Alice
I wish I could tell you the truth
Alice, poor Alice
You're secrets wouldn't last with me
Yeah they're just too damn fun to keep
Oh Alice, poor Alice
Yeah she tripped upstairs and lost the key
But it was (Wait wait wait a second I'm so fucked up)

I woke up inside her basement again
It's been days here and I miss my fucking friends
All I wanted was to fit in
But this spell makes it so damn hard to live
Middle fingers to the 50, blunt smoke please go I don't need a bitch
Yellow coat like Coraline running from a witch
I don't know what the day is and I wanna go home
I really hate the darkness and being alone

Alice, poor Alice
I wish I could tell you the truth
Alice, poor Alice
You're secrets wouldn't last with me
Yeah they're just too damn fun to keep
Oh Alice, poor Alice
Yeah she tripped upstairs and lost the key
But it was waiting there for me

Alice, poor Alice
Ooooh, it's time for me to go home
Oh Alice, poor Alice
Ooooh, it's time for me to go