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Dust Collector Video (MV)




Performed By: Blood on the Drum
Language: English
Length: 4:05
Written by: Brian Johnson




Blood on the Drum - Dust Collector Lyrics




I am the teddy bear he bought you for Christmas
Back when you thought of him as someone on your good list
But now I just sit on the shelf
Now I just sit on the shelf
Now I just sit on the shelf

I am the dozen roses that you never wanted
The boy who bought them for you cried more than you did
When he sat and watched me wither
He sat and watched me wither
He sat and watched me wither

Now I'm the great dust collector
I sit and wait for what you call never
And I used to be a treasure
I used to be a treasure
Now I'm the great dust collector

I am the Valentine you wrote him last winter
I still hide in the case of his guitar
But he's too afraid to read me
He's too afraid to read me
He's too afraid to read me

Now I'm the great dust collector
I sit and wait for what you call never
And I used to be a treasure
I used to be a treasure
Now I'm the great dust collector
I sit and wait for what you call never
And I used to be a treasure
I used to be a treasure
Now I'm the great dust collector
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English

I am the teddy bear he bought you for Christmas
Back when you thought of him as someone on your good list
But now I just sit on the shelf
Now I just sit on the shelf
Now I just sit on the shelf

I am the dozen roses that you never wanted
The boy who bought them for you cried more than you did
When he sat and watched me wither
He sat and watched me wither
He sat and watched me wither

Now I'm the great dust collector
I sit and wait for what you call never
And I used to be a treasure
I used to be a treasure
Now I'm the great dust collector

I am the Valentine you wrote him last winter
I still hide in the case of his guitar
But he's too afraid to read me
He's too afraid to read me
He's too afraid to read me

Now I'm the great dust collector
I sit and wait for what you call never
And I used to be a treasure
I used to be a treasure
Now I'm the great dust collector
I sit and wait for what you call never
And I used to be a treasure
I used to be a treasure
Now I'm the great dust collector
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Writer: Brian Johnson
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