Hunters & Collectors - I Believe Lyrics
(I've lost my tweezers)At this late stage of the game you cannot tellIf it is night or if it's daytimeAnd I've come around to your doorTo muck around and make mince-meat of your lifeAnd beneath the glow of your back porch lightYou were passing like a thing possessedAnd snap, snap, snapYour teeth are chewing on my daily routineYeah I couldn't give it up, and I couldn't if I triedWhen I saw a scared nation yelling insideYeah I couldn't give it up, and I couldn't if I triedI was underneath the floor, I was trying to hideTrying to hideAt this late stage of the game you cannot tellIf it is night or if it's daytimeAnd I've come around to your doorTo muck around and make mince-meat of your lifeAnd there was a whole nation crowded insideWith tongues of fire dancing on their skullsAnd every door, every manhole sealed up tightAnd pretty soon I realisedHere was the perfect space insideAnd I couldn't give it to you if I tried!I couldn't give it to you if I tried!
