Dollhouse (Sped Up): Places Places Get in Your Places

Hey girl
Open the wall, play with your doll
We'll be a perfect family
When you walk away is when we really play
You don't hear me when I say
"Mom, please wake up, Dad's with a slut
And your son is smoking cannabis"

No one ever listens, this wallpaper glistens
Don't let them see what goes down in the kitchen

Places, places, get in your places
"Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces"
Everyone thinks that we're perfect
Please don't let them look through the curtains
Picture, picture, smile for the picture
"Pose with your brother, won't you be a good sister?"
Everyone thinks that we're perfect
Please don't let them look through the curtains

D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E
I see things that nobody else sees
D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E
I see things that nobody else sees

Hey girl
Look at my mom, she gotta going on?
Ha, you're blinded by her jewelry
When you turn your back, she pulls out a flask
And forgets his infidelity
Uh-oh, she's coming to the attic, plastic
Go back to being plastic

No one ever listens, this wallpaper glistens
One day, they'll see what goes down in the kitchen

Places, places, get in your places
"Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces"
Everyone thinks that we're perfect
Please don't let them look through the curtains
Picture, picture, smile for the picture
"Pose with your brother, won't you be a good sister?"
Everyone thinks that we're perfect
Please don't let them look through the curtains

D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E
I see things that nobody else sees
D-O-L-L-H-O-U-S-E
I see things that nobody else sees



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Sommers, Jeremy Dussolliet, Melanie Martinez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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