Primus — Intruder

[Verse 1] 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 [Chorus 1] Slipping the clippers Slipping the clippers through the telephone wires The sense of, isolation This sense of isolation Inspires me [Verse 2] I like to feel the suspense When I'm certain you know I am there I like you lying awake Your bated breath charging the air I like the touch and the smell Of all the pretty dresses you wear [Chorus 2] Intruders happy in the dark Intruder come Intruder come and he Leave his mark, Leave his mark [Outro] I am the intruder