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• Artiste: Children Of Bodom
• Titre: Roadkill Morning
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A swine An addict A slave To that accel forward Till you just burn, till wreck And now your falling Pain potions getting well Though they hammer you into the ground Bastard of Bodom, reporting That sharp pain always go's away How did I get here once again? I have to shoot to survive Otherwise screech "I wanna fucking die" But I need the bottle and I'll be fine To the final hammering Suffer internal Wanna feeling? and be fine? On the verge, were never scared Everything is through with me This time it's got inside Bow down to the points of life Take a scream down Bottom Limb Drive From the tip of a glass, I'm feeling fine A have barely come to the point, To make a motherfucking sure bitch Wanna wish Mix beer with pure wine Seem so bland you sucker punk Cant see my jumper cables on my junk? Why would you worry 'bout me? Fucked up rolling on the floor Going down like a whore Just like lightning from the sky Anything roadkill morning, break down and cry Seem so bland you sucker punk Cant see my jumper cables on my junk? Why would you worry 'bout me? Bastard of Bodom, reporting That sharp pain always go's away How did I get here once again? I have to shoot to survive Otherwise screech "I wanna fucking die" I need the bottle and I'll be fine Fucked up rolling on the floor Going down like a whore Just like lightning from the sky Anything roadkill morning, say goodbye and DIE!