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• Artiste: Julien Doré
• Titre: Pudding Morphina
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And I was born dead in your home Watching TV mum you're welcome Into my car smelling pudding morphina Wearing my elesses you should come And eat all pets you could find Between my sick teeth of monkey town My sick brain Is leaving my hand My sick brain Is squeezing my name My feet are smelling like beer and bread My nose ives funk rythm to them Between my big balls of business man I was learning in my bed When you told me you were drunk Thank you pudding morphina And I'm fucking on Madonna And I'm fucking on Sri Lanka And I' m boring of your face I'm still wearing your dress In my room of Bambi Buddha In my room of Bambi Buddha And I was born in morphina Ihad to learn to breath and swim Into my glasses of hospital I'll send you stolen flowers By UPS car in your bath At thirty six cuckold avenue My sick brain Is leaving my hand My sick brain Is squeezing my name And I was born in morphina I had to learn to breath and swim In to my glass of hospital (Merci à Dan pour cettes paroles)