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Goya l'imprécis, soda l'imbécile He's unmissable thanks to his particular pace Soft and liquidy, dragging feet under dormant face That's an illusion, his youth is distilling around As you thought you led, your thighs are sunk deep in the ground He's always on my side, but never on me Though always together, there's nothing to see To love him is to scare a mist Make a fauna flee Goya Soda (Soda l'imprécis) What is happening to me? Goya Soda (Soda l'imbécile) Thought there was not much to see Goya Soda (Soda l'imprécis) As he eats my heart out, I'm on my knees The Spanish master's painting makes him brutally laugh Here's some bubbling flesh in some tormented older mouth The more I look at the art and it's vile mockery The more it feels like I am insanely greedy He's always on my side, but never on me Though always together, there's nothing to see Letras de cancionesTo love him is to scare a mist Make a fauna flee Goya Soda (Soda l'imprécis) What is happening to me? Goya Soda (Soda l'imbécile) Thought there was not much to see Goya Soda (Soda l'imprécis) As he eats my heart out, I'm on my knees Jamais à moi Jamais à moi, il ne sera jamais à moi Trop jeune, trop rapide, trop capricieux pour moi Coup de pinceau les chairs sont dévorées à vif pour toi When I was sixteen, everything was just like in this Goya Who came there to see, who is seen, and qui mange quoi? Did you forget me already for the taste of whom donc cette fois? Why are swallowing, spitting and holding close always just so raw I'm not sure you do, but I want to buy cash your soda Goya Soda (Soda l'imprécis) What is happening to me? Goya Soda (Soda l'imbécile) Thought there was not much to see Goya Soda (Soda l'imprécis) Nose deep in his cola, this kid's from chaos From Letras Mania