Lyrics The Collector meets Comma - Sarah Nixey

The Collector meets Comma

You cast your net and pull me in
You always win this game
You cast your net and pull me in
You always win this game
There was a boy who never smiled
Spent his time chasing butterflies
So carefully he put them in a case
No one saw his fine collection
Safe behind a wall of glass
For posterity he locked their beauty away
You cast your net and pull me in
You always win this game
You cast your net and pull me in
You always win this game
It’s become a quiet obsession
Destroying all the things you love
So patiently just waiting for the chance
To clip those wings
And stop this merry dance
You cast your net and pull me in
You always win this game
You cast your net and pull me in
You always win this game
You cast your net and pull me in
You always win this game
You cast your net and pull me in
You always win this game
And now he’s the collector