| The Collector Lyrics Artist(Band):Nine Inch Nails
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 it's time to breed and it's time to grow inside me There are times, plenty of times I wish I could let it go But it's time to make me think, things I don't want to know 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 heart sticks on me, and I keep it warm And they'll make me stay they won't let me leave There are so goddamn many of them it gets hard to breathe 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 every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one every last one If you find some error in The Collector Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to surrender_the_unknown@yahoo.com for submitting the lyrics. Review the song The Collector The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Nine Inch Nails" Music | |
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