| Song | Pudding Morphina |
| Artist | Julien Doré |
| Album | Ersatz |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Doré | |
| 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 |
| zuo qu : Dore | |
| 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 |
| zuò qǔ : Doré | |
| 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 |