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She's been good to me And her aim is plain, With an open mind And a tender way. As she looks through boxes of secondhand clothes She's
boxes wrapped in strings And designer love and empty things Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days So take these words and sing out loud
And when we found there's a room we're both in We get Chinese food in small white boxes Live the life we saw in Friends Your room, it barely fits
through here Is stormy weather And it's raining It's raining in my heartland We're packing them boxes for something better Ran across my mom
I'm obnoxious and no one's home In My Head In My Head Cardboard boxes filled with hate In My Head They're In My Head Nest of termites, glowin'
to stack boxes! Stacking boxes all around Stacking Stacking Stacking Stacking boxes as you please But stop when I say... Freeze!!! Robots! Get ready to spin
Well, I can see her loading boxes in my mind Into a belvedere with a trailer pulled behind Well, things didn't go exactly as they planned, no, no,
I do not fit in your boxes I ain't got time for no gossip All that I'm seeing is toxic I pick this out like a locksmith I do not fit in your boxes I
I do not fit in your boxes I ain't got time for no gossip All that I'm seeing is toxic I pick this out like a locksmith I do not fit in your boxes I
feel free It's the place I've made for you From match-boxes and cards and dominoes And it won't fall down And when your dreaming vanishes Like
feel free It's the place I've made for you From match-boxes and cards and dominoes And it won't fall down And when your dreaming vanishes Like
feel free It's the place I've made for you From match-boxes and cards and dominoes And it won't fall down And when your dreaming vanishes Like
head in the old Old fashion You know how it is my friend In the boxes of those picture frames Hold your insides 'cause you're cold at night Warm
to release us Then slip in from ring-roads And our work starts again Unloading our cargo The thrills of the night Our boxes of noises Our boxes of light
A mattress and a stereo Just like I started And a note composed with thumbs and phone On unpacked boxes It's so well-written But I won't be
boxes wrapped in strings And designer love and empty things Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days So take these words and sing out loud
The devil's inside of you It might be contagious It might change the plan Get back in your tiny boxes Even if you can't We say you can Join
still make mine glisten When the tree comes down I love the bows and boxes, baby All the pretty stockings, baby Yeah, don't get me wrong, but your
And written very long ago It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes And things we're all too young to know But I, I love it when you give me things And you,
boxes, What will tomorrow bring? They've been told that its wrong but they don't give a damn, Soon another life it will bring You better get straight
a bitch Tuberose and tulips On the boxes you're in From the holes in your skin Hit the road and get rich Or stay home and get broke It's your choice
boxes, What will tomorrow bring? They've been told that its wrong but they don't give a damn, Soon another life it will bring You better get straight
And you are like Santa Claus I'll sit in a square Oh in my head, oh my Santa Claus (Run around, around, around, around in my boxes) I see you
Let's take a break from packing boxes, pour a glass of wine Pull out the radio and we'll pretend it's Valentine's There's so much to say that we
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