Nine Inch Nails – The collector
I pick things up I am a collector
and things well things tend to accumulate
I have this net it drags behind me collecting feelings for me to feed upon
there are times plenty of times I wish I could let it go
It´s time to breathe and it´s time to grow inside me
there are times plenty of times I wish I could let it go
but this time too many to think things I don´t want no
I´m trying to fit it all inside
I´m trying the whole thing on my plate
I´m trying not to choke and swallow it all swallow it all swallow it all swallow it all
I am the pig
I am the swarm
all your heart sticks on me and I´m keepin? it raw
they will make me stay
they won´t let me leave
there are so goddamn many of them it gets so hard to breathe
I´m trying to fit it all inside
I´m trying the whole thing on my plate
I´m trying not to choke inside
I am a big boy and I will swallow it all swallow it all swallow it all swallow it all
Every last one
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