There's a dirty cheque stub
I know, I know they're free
And from all the fuck ups
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
The kitchen's, the kitchen's comes
The future, the future creams
And they love the doctors
I was struck from the outside
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
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