Wrinkles in the Cloth of Girlhood

Face dont match your energy
Walking contradiction
Sober state of reckoning
Valueless work of fiction

Alice, alice
[this is your method?] follow the rabbit
Alice, alice
[this is your method?]

Palms close [and jump my germs?]
Come alive in a padded room
I suppose she could make company more
I suppose that its better than before

Wash your hands of the sin
Clense your soul from within
Growing pains will iron out
Wrinkles in the cloth of girlhood

Face dont match your energy
Walking contradiction
Sober state of reckoning
Valueless work of fiction

Alice, alicе
[this is your method?] follow the rabbit
Alice, alicе
[this is your method?]

Face dont match your energy
Walking contradiction
Sober state of reckoning
Valueless work of fiction