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Stay Awake
0 ReviewsDon't fall out of your cradle...
Stay in bed, child
Don't you leave
The Boogeyman prowls
On this blackened eve.
The monsters in the closet
Don't like an excuse
And goblins don't hesitate
When children get loose
So rock-a-by baby
The wind blows its course
But it's only a trick
Of unfathomed force.
Dammit, I know it sucks. Flame with all your heart, flamers. Do your worst.
Don't you leave
The Boogeyman prowls
On this blackened eve.
The monsters in the closet
Don't like an excuse
And goblins don't hesitate
When children get loose
So rock-a-by baby
The wind blows its course
But it's only a trick
Of unfathomed force.
Dammit, I know it sucks. Flame with all your heart, flamers. Do your worst.
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