Collector

His lonely is only A blank space in the hallway On the wallway Between the hanging Of paintings Of lonely that ain't lonely At all... Well...the Art Mob's out tonight Yeah...the Art Mob's out tonight...

COLLECTOR Her beauty confuses me I couldn't follow all her moods sometimes She is my secret guest I used to have daydrems about her But I can't ever get to know her (in the ordinary way) Miney let's...