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of the kitchen island through the pocket doors
but my heart snapped over like a plastic fork
when your name kept dropping in the tapping rain storm
of the kitchen island through the pocket doors
but my heart snapped over like a plastic fork
when your name kept dropping in the tapping rain storm
with just a moth stained naked night
plastic forks and spoon
no laces in my shoes
with just a moth stained naked night
plastic forks and spoon
no laces in my shoes
pocket dolly
plastic fork
cappuccino foam
pocket dolly
plastic fork
cappuccino foam
beans for breakfast once again
hard to eat 'em from the can. plastic forks are a dime a dozen i'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
finally made it to the mailbox
beans for breakfast once again
hard to eat 'em from the can. plastic forks are a dime a dozen i'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
finally made it to the mailbox
we eat in groups of five with plastic knives
plastic forks
plastic spoons
we eat in groups of five with plastic knives
plastic forks
plastic spoons