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Does it come in cages? Does it come in threes? Shipping on our time Shipping on our seas Never the carpet Never the key Art can fail you Not for me to believe And I won't be leavin' And everyone can see There's a dirty cheque stub I know, I know they're free And from all the fuck ups Lies to it's knees Their heels are burning So eat a piece or three But I don't really want to think about those things anymore No I really don't want to think about those things I really don't want to think about those things anymore I die when I think about those things Was it central mavens? Letras de cancionesWas it making me itch? The kitchen's, the kitchen's comes The future, the future creams And I'll be sailing But missing the cheese Time this hour So far we're free And we're all connected As anyone can see Get it all connected Know what I mean And they love the doctors For their shabby knees I was struck from the outside Looking for my fleas But I don't really want to think about those things anymore I really don't want to think about those things I really don't want to think about those things anymore I die when I think about those things I really don't want to think about those things anymore I really don't want to think about those things I really don't want to think about those things anymore I die when I think about those things Is it super connected? It's time to leave Is it super connected? It's time to leave Super connected From Letras Mania