The Collector

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  1. "The Collector"

    I pick things up
    I am a collector
    And things, well things, they tend to accumulate
    I have this net
    It drags behind me
    It picks up feelings
    For me to feed upon

    There are times, plenty of times
    I wish I could let it go
    But they start to breathe, and they start to grow inside me
    There are times, plenty of times
    I wish I could let it go
    But they start to make me think things I don't wanna know

    [Chorus:]
    I'm trying to fit it all inside
    I'm trying to open my mouth wide
    I'm trying not to choke and
    Swallow it all, swallow it all, swallow it all, swallow it all

    I am the plague I am the swarm
    All your hurt sticks on me
    And I keep it warm
    They will make me stay, they won't let me leave
    There are so god damned many of them it gets hard to breath

    [Chorus:]
    I'm trying to fit it all inside
    I'm trying to open my mouth wide
    I'm trying not to choke inside
    I am a good boy and I will
    Swallow it all, swallow it all, swallow it all, swallow it all

    Every last one [x20]

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