Pillow Fort Lyrics

And the cadence of your voice said something completely different
To what you actually meant

As home-grown as old stones
Buried in the background of your parents home

You pronounced your pronouns As if you were somebody else
So set up and slow down
Cause you were packing up your clothes

So burn your garden or grow it
I'm still sick to my stomach about it

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