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She paraded in Milán
At 21, Prada campaigns and now she sleeps here
I look at her thinking, "How long until she starts hating"
The way I have of loving her so wrong, my way of running away
That I can't stop
I haven't forgotten the smell
Of the one that I fucked in a bathroom, drunk in Berlin
Listening to techno, that made me push her like an animal
Music from hell that will sound the day of my funeral
I still remember you
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
An unopened WhatsApp
Talking about things that don't say anything to see if you're still there
Drunk in Miami, flying to L.A, or going back to Madrid
Tell me something that won't make me hurt, when will you return?
What time is it there?
I can't forget
The one that told me, she would always be there for me
The one who said just one night and there were no more
The one that took off with my desire to love, my will to live
I haven't seen her since
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
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