Lyrics:
and the stands, Fiddling with handles, inspecting with my hands. Mahogany or oak, with beveled edges clean, To house the dinnerware from some bygone dream. Hutch
Pillowland We're gonna Land in Pillowland Pillow bread and pillow jam On pillow dinnerware You will find me right beside you Throwing them in
the flawless Tend to die Hmm Hmm Sophie Listen closely to me I'm there In the tree with the dinnerware
the silverware made you aware of all the dinnerware I'm never gonna care about these bitches going elsewhere If you gonna enter bitch you better get some
I'm thankful that my times of laughter sort of realized it's after time before I sleep Thank god I came to eat Cause the life shared with dinnerware is
pictures and making plans. There’s a cabinet full of nice dinnerware for a meal you’ll have without me. I hope you find someone else. God, I know how cliche
on retainer and pay ‘em for cases to interfere We movin in spaces with dinnerware The way that they move they can’t get in there Its no competition to mention
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