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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