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Текст песни Nuno Bettencourt - The Temp

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Shes my baby. she is a raygunKissing my spaceship. kill me for fun funShe is my sunshine. my only sunshinePainting my bluesky. yellow with jaundice.Shes temp, shes tempShe got a special place for youShes temp, shes tempUnderneath her favorite pair of shoesSuicides are fed, modern love rises like breadPlaying catch with living skullsHurry up, somebodys dead, were still aliveShe my baby, she got the big gulpDevour my soul food over and overTrouble breathing, my world is stranglingLovely gorilla, she strictly hands onShes temp, shes tempShes into nucleo and nuclieteShes temp, shes tempShe makes me feel like Im hovering580 meters over hiroshimaJust a piece of sunOn your skin I burn a homeLying lotion soothes the painPeel me off before I fallShes to blame, she seems a bit insaneShe likes it when it rains all day longHappiness is knockin, but she criesThen turning out the light she runs at night

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