| About the time I’m eight years old
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| I met the devil, kept my soul
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| Walkin' out on lakes of fire and I’m gone
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| Walkin' in a wonderland
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| And I don’t really understand
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| The place I’m comin' to right now today
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| Come tomorrow, you could see the light
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| Come tomorrow, break it right down to the place
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| You were before
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| Fifteen years on down the line
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| I guess you’d say I’m doin' fine
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| Wandering down that same old road again
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| Walkin' in her wonderland
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| But Alice doesn’t understand
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| The place she’s comin' to right now today
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| Come tomorrow, you could see the light
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| Come tomorrow, break it right down to the place
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| You were before
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| Move a little slower
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| Come a little faster, honey
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| On your knees, you’ll be beggin' me please
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| As you feel the disease
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| You’re goin' down again tonight
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| See me runnin', watch me fall
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| I guess you’d say I’ve finally found my own,
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| See me cryin' and wonder why
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| I guess you’d say its time to die today
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| Come tomorrow, you could see the light
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| Come tomorrow, break it right down to the place
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| You were before |