i

pick

things

up

i

am

the

coll-

ec-

tor

and

things,

well

things

they

tend

to

acc-

u-

mu-

late

i

have

this

net

it

drags

be-

hind

me

it

picks

up

fee-

lings

for

me

to

feed

ap-

on

thereare

times

plen-

ty

of

times

i

wish

i

could

letit

go

but

they

start

to

breathe

and

they

start

to

grow

in-

side

me

thereare

times

plen-

ty

of

times

i

wish

i

could

letit

go

but

they

start

to

make

me

think

things

i

dont

wan-

na

know

im

trying

to

fit

it

all

in-

side

im

trying

to

o-

pen

my

mouth

wide

im

try-

ing

not

to

choke

and

swal-

low

it

all

swal-

low

it

all

swal-

low

it

all

swal-

low

it

all

i

am

the

plague

i

am

the

swarm

all

your

hurt

sticks

on

me

and

i

keep

it

warm

they

will

make

me

stay

they

won't

let

me

leave

there

are

so

god

damn

ma-

ny

of

them

it

gets

hard

to

breathe

im

trying

to

fit

it

all

in-

side

im

trying

to

o-

pen

my

mouth

wide

im

try-

ing

not

to

choke

in-

side

i

am

a

big

boy

and

i

will

swal-

low

it

all

swal-

low

it

all

swal-

low

it

all

swal-

low

it

all

eve-

ry

last

one

eve-

ry

last

one

eve-

ry

last

one

eve-

ry

last

one

every last one etc...

are you listening?

yes i am building something bigger than the world

something terrible within all of this