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If I stop for a while
Nothing changes outside
Would you notice the difference
Between what I was yesterday and what I'm now?

Sometimes I feel like I'm nothing more than flesh
And I feel the heaviness of being human and limited
Then I wish I could run naked in the streets
Oh, oh, oh

I picked up a cotton thread in an empty corridor
When I tried to change its shape
I knew that its essence would stay the same

Sometimes I feel ​like I'm nothing more than flesh
And I feel the heaviness of being human and limited
Then I wish I could run naked in the street

I'm toasting a marshmallow
It's so sweet and I'm so callow
I wish I could change my flavour
Without changing myself, without being someone else

Sometimes I feel ​like I'm nothing more than flesh
And I feel the heaviness of being human and limited
Then I wish I could run naked in the street
Sometimes I feel ​like I'm nothing more than flesh
And I feel the heaviness of being human and limited
Then I wish I could run naked in the street
Then I wish I could run naked in the street

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