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letra de the hoarder - toehider

“i think i’m trapped!” cried the woman
surrounded by newspaper, glass bottles and magazines stacked to the roof
bird cages
not one, but two big ol’ boats in the front yard
tarpaulin (not weather-proofed)
she does that thing with her hands that she does
when she’s in an inconsolable state of panic

as you can see, she has a problem
she thinks she needs it all, and there’s just years worth of stuff
piled and blocking each entrance (and exit) of the house
she’s well and truly f-cked
she tries to find a phone but all she finds is radios!
people, what we see is a girl in pain
a girl in pain

a little house on a cul-de-sac
filled to the brim with trinkets, with bric-à-brac
pop culture memorabilia, clothing stacks
and not to mention the 14 or 15 cats
sink filled with plates and teacups and vermin traps
frantic, a hatstand falls and trips her over
and though at first it’s all still intact
a towering pile of pamphlets (and other cr-p)
topples and tumbles down and then bam! it smacks
the back of her head. her vision tunes out to black
and all she can hear is the crackling of a fire
igniting from a shattered old oil lantern!

folks, all we see is a girl in pain
a girl in pain
but to some, in the depths of sp-ce
she’s the perfect brain
the perfect brain

all dials were turned somehow to 49 at the same d-mn time
on those vintage radios – a transmission flow!
a surge of something suddenly starts seeping in through skull and skin
her mind is flooded out with foreign memories…
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- toehider

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