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(C) 2014 nénuphar is what we are
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Lyrics:
In the shadows, mysteriously, I escaped for a while.
In my sorrows, grammatically, I remember your smile.
Little sickness of the brain
Trouble I will have to tame
Keeping my ketchup upside down.
Little crack under the strain
I’m trying to forget your name.
You’re toxic.
No one knows, obstinately, I’m getting fiascophile.
In my pillows, indecently, my sleep is bissextile.
Little sickness of the brain
Trouble I will have to tame
Keeping my ketchup upside down.
Little crack under the strain
I’m trying to forget your name.
You’re toxic.
I’m allergic.
Melodramatic.
Dental clinic.
Little crawling of the train
I’m the only one to blame
Yes, I love musicals with no sound.
Little dripping of the rain
I don’t wanna play your game.
You’re toxic.
My Windows is so XP, far from the Vista style (how about the 7 style?)
But your eyebrows, quite honestly, look like a corrupt file.
Little sickness
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Ajouté le 24 octobre 2014
Song by nénuphar is what we are (NIWWA) from NIWWA's debut album: https://www.facebook.com/nenuphariswhatweare
Buy online:
iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/ch/artist/nenuphar-is-what-we-are/id703313025
EU: http://www.microcultures.fr/fr/profile/view/nenuphar-is-what-we-are
CH: http://www.cede.ch/fr/music/?branch_sub=1&view=detail&id=1123035&branch=1
Archival footage supplied by the Internet Moving Images Archive in association with Prelinger Archives (https://archive.org/details/prelinger)
(C) 2014 nénuphar is what we are
---
Lyrics:
In the shadows, mysteriously, I escaped for a while.
In my sorrows, grammatically, I remember your smile.
Little sickness of the brain
Trouble I will have to tame
Keeping my ketchup upside down.
Little crack under the strain
I’m trying to forget your name.
You’re toxic.
No one knows, obstinately, I’m getting fiascophile.
In my pillows, indecently, my sleep is bissextile.
Little sickness of the brain
Trouble I will have to tame
Keeping my ketchup upside down.
Little crack under the strain
I’m trying to forget your name.
You’re toxic.
I’m allergic.
Melodramatic.
Dental clinic.
Little crawling of the train
I’m the only one to blame
Yes, I love musicals with no sound.
Little dripping of the rain
I don’t wanna play your game.
You’re toxic.
My Windows is so XP, far from the Vista style (how about the 7 style?)
But your eyebrows, quite honestly, look like a corrupt file.
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