Below is the lyrics of the song The Collector meets Image of a Group , artist - Sarah Nixey with translation
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Sarah Nixey
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
He believed they were better off that way
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
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
It’s become a quiet obsession
It’s become a quiet obsession
It’s become a quiet obsession
It’s become a quiet obsession
It’s become a quiet obsession
It’s become a quiet obsession
It’s become a quiet obsession
It’s become a quiet obsession
It’s become a quiet obsession
It’s become a quiet obsession
It’s become a quiet obsession
It’s become a quiet obsession
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