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Yes, now it's time to hide the pain from the world
Under the skin
I know I will be ok
The cats like me
Always land on their feet
I don't want to take my chances with you
I can't "live" with small L
I soon will be very, very far from here
Here I go again,
I'm leaving you Madrid
And your routines (habits) of the flesh
And you wishes to run away
I don't want cowards that make me suffer
It's better to say goodbye to your sweet liquored lips
If it is time to clean up the honey stain
Over the tablecloth
I was never good at acting
And my lips are dying of thirst
I don't want to leave everything to chance
I understand that I am starting to get in the way
But I will be soon very, very far
Here I go again,
I'm leaving you Madrid
And your routines (habits) of the flesh
And you wishes to run away
I don't want cowards that make me suffer
It's better to say goodbye to your sweet liquored lips
I'm leaving you Madrid
Your sweet liquored lips
Your sweet liquored lips
