Tekst piosenki
I know something about
opening windows and doors
I know how to move quietly
to creep across creaky wooden floors
I know where to find
precious things in all
your cupboards and drawers
Slipping the clippers
Slipping the clippers
through the telephone wires
The sense of isolation inspires
Inspires me
I like to feel the suspense
when I'm certain you know I am there
I like you lying awake,
your baited breath charging the air
I like the touch and the smell
of all the pretty dresses you wear
Intruders happy in the dark
Intruder come
Intruder come and leave his mark,
leave his mark






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