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My Pretty Little Psychopath

                                                                                        Sleep tight
                                                                        my pretty little psychopath ..
                                                                                         I hear the
                                                                             Sandman’s little helper
                                                                                           will be
                                                                       bringing up the rear tonight
                                                                                        while the
                                                                      old fella’s working overtime ..
                                                                                    Yes, I’m told
                                                                   he has a waggon-load of barrels,
                                                                                      each filled
                                                                      with bad intention and some
                                                                                       good old
                                                                        fashioned morphine shots 
                                                                                        just to
                                                                       guarantee that you will be
                                                                                      well clear
                                                                        of here by breakfast time
                                                                                      tomorrow

 

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