Peter Gabriel
Intruder
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Lyrics
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 A sense of isolation, a sense of isolation 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, leave his mark, leave his mark I'm the intruder
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SongInfo
Release Year
-
Genres
Rock
Moods
Sad
Scary
Dark
Vocals
Male