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The hunter lines his trophies up across his wall, beneath his bed...
A tiger's head, a snakeskin rug, slugs in a jug, the bugs make halos 'round his phone.
He'd call his friends to come around - they'd all get stoned when he pulled old
Medusa moaning from a sack.
She poses then she cracks their mirror shades.
It's just her way.
He let's her play a while then throws her back, then they all go fishing in the reservoir...
I see. I see from my room.
I see from my room with a view.
My room's nothing special.
All the furniture is old.
They smashed up all my windows, so it's cold.
I told city hall to build a wall to stop the outside coming inside but they've stalled...
I'm lord of this manor but it's 30 feet across and falling fast;
I sprawl in plaster, bricks and garbage - through the ceiling
I see blue -
I see you!
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