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 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 hurt sticks on me
And I keep it warm
And they'll make me stay
they won't let me leave
There are so g______ 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

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