Moby - Alice

My head keeps turnin' turnin' Like Russian roulette Thoughts are like bullets I cannot do this...do this...do this... do this... (x2) How do I feel? I'm alright, probably going home Gonna make it the same Gonna make it my love time... my love time... (x2) Cause this is the right world This is the wrong world This is the one world This is the dark world This is the sun world This is the sub-world Can you become girl here in the fun world? How do I feel? I'm alright, probably going home Gonna make it the same Gonna make it my love time... my love time... Psychosomatic Imagine havin' shadows creep to the sadness of mirrors cracking They shatter the walls they treadin Havin' tea with Alice and Rabbit Don't want the mirror Pour my chalice Chemically i'm imbalanced until i channel Tracking through the heart of the devil My menace language a rebel My thoughts are spinnin' propellers to higher levels Severed from your lovin' I'm troubled to talk to no one And no one told me there's no one I fell in and then i woke up Where i'm not supposed to With padded rooms like a sofa They told me it's for my own good But voices are on my shoulder Plan it Let the vultures divulgin' To keep revolvin' The spider webs round my vocals I called you, but no one knows it This is why I'm focusin' mostly upon my own shit I told you I'm not the culprit, I'm only the one you notice Walking 'cross the ocean Explosive I'm no commotions I'm hopeless without your notice, I'm goin' not to my own world How do I feel? I'm alright, probably going home Gonna make it the same Gonna make it my love time... make it my love time... Cause this is the right world This is the wrong world This is the one world This is the dark world This is the sun world This is the sub-world Can you become girl here in the fun world?