Intruder Songtext
von Scattered Clouds

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 bits in all your cupboards and drawers
Slipping the clippers, slipping the
Clippers through the telephone wire
The sense of isolation inspires, inspires me


I like to feel the suspense when I′m certain you know I am there
I like lying awake, your bated breath charging the air
I like the touch and the smell of all the pretty dresses you wear

The intruder's happy in the dark
Intruder come, intruder come and leave
Leave his mark
Leave his mark
Leave his mark

I am the intruder