A) The Psychopath
I planted my sugar in the dark hills where we walked as a boy of thirteen.
Trapped on briars in the dark mills trying to bury that woman.
Hid in a wood, tried to be good, was hidden by a friendly tree.
My dream, my dream, you should have heard her scream
Insisting she should know the way the madman goes
Take me, she said, break me, she said, turn my head, churn me dead
Let's do it like a madman would
Didn't think I should it, didn't think I could it
Nor would it, I did it, I did it and dug it
She tripped, I flipped
Was flauntin', was tauntin'
My dream, my dream, you should have heard her scream
Her face just had to be seen
Carry body 'cross quiet night, where we want to take a look at my dream,
She'd seen it, been it,
Paid the price and there she lies
B) is for butterflies
Hello little girl, what's your name? Does anybody else know you're here?
Might your mama and Papa know you're here? I see, have you been here long?
Oh, might you like to play a game with me? Yes? Don't back away little girl!
You can't know what I've done, or where I come from
Where do I live? In the house upon the hill
Why? When I was a young boy I used to play with the buttyflies
They said I was, well............... You wouldn't understand, little girl,
Hey little girl, don't play with the birdy nest, you'll break the birdy eggs!
I'm lonely
Hey little girl, it's getting darker, now
Soon they'll come and take me back to my little cell
With only my pictures and stories to tell of the days that I used to play
With the butterflies, over the river, warm, soft and gossamer
Oh little girl, don't run away, stay a while
Oh little girl, they said I was ill, I'm not ill
I'm not ill, little girl, it's the butterflies
Why does no-one help the butterflies?
I can't help being differnt from they
Oh, it's the butterflies
It's the butterflies, little girl
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