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You are the collector
Running out of room
I am gonna be there
When you do
When you were a baby
You knew what to do
When you needed somebody
To help you
You are the collector
I am just like you
Folding into places
That were never really meant for you
I can't make you hate me
No matter what I do
You weren't always angry
But I'm always gonna lie for you
Oh, what a lesson
In shutting you out
I have to listen
In case the house falls down
I'll be the witness
As they're pulling you out
And the neighbors are watching
Saying this was bound to happen somehow
It must have been coming for years now
You are the collector
Running out of room
I am gonna be there when you do
