[00:03.60]Hi[00:14.85]Scars will heal, soon[00:20.98]The dregs in us spent the earth down[00:58.80]Better than drowning in a burlap sack[01:05.16]I live, as Alice, I die[01:13.30]Children shouldn't play with dead things[01:17.20]Foaming crows tear at their wings[01:21.00]Sad eyes cry crimson blood[01:57.38]Drop it, it's dead[02:00.85]Wheels won't turn, they won't turn the birdy's head[02:05.92]Sad eyes, sad eyes like sharpened daggers[02:15.42]You'll never walk, only stagger[02:18.98]Sad eyes, quite cryptic[02:22.85]Bye[02:27.53]