Wesley Taylor feat. Colton Ryan, Zachary Infante, Molly Gordon, Duncan Sheik & Steven Sater -
Alice By Heart (Original Cast Recording)
Sick to Death of Alice-ness
So you tell us now
You've got a thing for tea
Wander through the world
As if it were your dream
Was it long before
Before you started seeing things?
Talking animals
And nasty, acid, vicious queens
How do we put you back to bed?
Take this, take this cup from us
Of everything you've said
No more sucking up to us
We don't want in your head
We're sick to death of Alice-ness
Yes, we're sick to death
It's all about your pain
(Sick to death!)
You're such a boring pain
(Alice-ness)
And so not worth the pain
(Sick to death!)
It's making us insane
So you think you've got
The hang of Wonderland
Telling riddles now
As if you understand
Time to get back above the ground
Not that they know you're not around
Not that they wanna hear a sound from you
Not a sound from you
Stop the analyzing
Of everything you've read
No more making nice with us
We don't want in your head
You're sick to death?
Sure, tell you what
Oh, I'm sick to death
You oughta be ashamed
(Sick to death!)
It's all about your pain
(Alice-ness!)
Sorry, but whose pain?
(Sick to death!)
You'll leave me all the same
(Alice-ness!)
Oh, I'm sick (I'm sick)
To death!
You've got a thing for tea
Wander through the world
As if it were your dream
Was it long before
Before you started seeing things?
Talking animals
And nasty, acid, vicious queens
How do we put you back to bed?
Take this, take this cup from us
Of everything you've said
No more sucking up to us
We don't want in your head
We're sick to death of Alice-ness
Yes, we're sick to death
It's all about your pain
(Sick to death!)
You're such a boring pain
(Alice-ness)
And so not worth the pain
(Sick to death!)
It's making us insane
So you think you've got
The hang of Wonderland
Telling riddles now
As if you understand
Time to get back above the ground
Not that they know you're not around
Not that they wanna hear a sound from you
Not a sound from you
Stop the analyzing
Of everything you've read
No more making nice with us
We don't want in your head
You're sick to death?
Sure, tell you what
Oh, I'm sick to death
You oughta be ashamed
(Sick to death!)
It's all about your pain
(Alice-ness!)
Sorry, but whose pain?
(Sick to death!)
You'll leave me all the same
(Alice-ness!)
Oh, I'm sick (I'm sick)
To death!
Credits
Writer(s): Duncan Sheik, Steven Sater
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