Vulgaires Machins pop corn

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I have a piece of popcorn in my teeth
I don't really know what to do anymore
This is the fourth toothpick I've had ©truis
The third time I vomited
I'm going straight to hell
All my friends are turned towards me
Even the police are there < br/>Security perimeter
It's chaos
While outside
Wondering about the inside
Cheering my admirers
Please no photos
That's it, I have a blocked ear
from blowing my nose too much
Hoping that it comes out through my nose
I cry, I pray, I scream, I beg
Someone to remove the unwanted
From my toaster
Suffering enough I foresee the end
br/>I have to find a way
But I lost the confidence
It's up to God

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