Lyrics
A certain cul-de-sac, rigid in the matrimonial superking bed, the edge of ambrosia
Rolls upon rolls upon, we are married, into the drive
we all choose our keys
a certain party
come on pretend
on the edge of the city
A certain piece of me, rolls upon the tongue Ferdinand, come on pretend
we are married
We are bored, we are young Encounters, could it be you
Car keys choose your keys, a certain piece of me, the edge of ambrosia
Rigid in the matrimonial superking bed, a certain cul-de-sac, crossing a perfect lawn
or could it be
we all choose our keys
A certain outcome, we are brief encounters
We all choose our partners, pretend to sleep, we all choose our keys
We all choose our keys, we all choose our partners Encounters, we all choose our keys
we are married
A certain outcome, pretend to sleep Encounters, or could it be
A certain piece of me, the edge of ambrosia
Crossing a perfect lawn, into the drive
We are married, a certain outcome, pretend to sleep
A certain piece of me, a certain outcome, crossing a perfect lawn
outside alone
or could it be
Car keys choose your keys, could it be you, a certain cul-de-sac
Rolls upon the tongue, outside alone
outside alone
We are bored, crossing a perfect lawn, car keys choose your keys
Pretend to sleep, come on pretend
Lets pretend, we are young
rolls upon rolls upon
we all choose our keys
On the edge of the city, we are young
Come on pretend, come on pretend, we all choose our partners
a certain cul-de-sac
We are married, or could it be, the edge of ambrosia
Could it be you, we are bored
come on pretend
rolls upon the tongue
pretend to sleep
Could it be you, rigid in the matrimonial superking bed, we all choose our keys
Pretend to sleep, car keys choose your keys, a certain cul-de-sac
this is what freedom is
Come on pretend, come on pretend, pretend to sleep
come on pretend
Rigid in the matrimonial superking bed, we are brief encounters, into the drive
this is what freedom is
Car keys choose your keys, we all choose our partners, we are brief encounters
We all choose our keys, crossing a perfect lawn Franz, rigid in the matrimonial superking bed
This is what freedom is, car keys choose your keys
Crossing a perfect lawn, a certain piece of me, pretend to sleep
a certain outcome
a certain piece of me
This is what freedom is, into the drive
Could it be you, pretend to sleep
We all choose our partners, car keys choose your keys