LYRICS GAME

Fill in the lyric gaps as you listen to the song
It must be the perfume that you use
Or the water that you bathe with
But every little thing that you do
To me seems like a feat
You kissed me that night
As if it were the only day of your mouth
Every time that I remember
I feel in my chest the weight of a rock
It's your brown eyes
That greenish line
It's your boyish face
And that nervous laugh
...
Because your skin is a vice
...
I want you to let yourself be loved
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Because your skin is a vice
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I want you to let yourself be loved
For the pure pleasure of floating
Now yes the current took me
I can't sleep anymore nor eat
Like decent people do
Your memory has remained like this
Like a brooch pinned to my pillow
And you in return have goldfish memory
You don't remember anything
It's your hands of a man
And the smell of your back
What doesn't have a name
Your gaze achieved it
...
Because your skin is a vice
...
I want you to let yourself be loved
...
Because your skin is a vice
...
I want you to let yourself be loved