Текст песни Hunters And Collectors - I Couldn`t Give It To You (3 31)
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(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!