I go walking around the world as I can
And I remake myself with each step taken
I do what I must, and I think
I don't fit into anything
I don't fit into anything

I pay attention to the pains
And I cry songs
From the mouth of the night
To the latest hours
My thought travels
Oh, until dawn

Who is going to be a lullaby now?
Now, now that I don't feel anything anymore
And nothing makes sense

I pretend that it's not good
I'm not good
And I want to party on your body
Slowly, let it

By the way, let it
Everything is wrong anyway
Let it

My thought travels
Oh, until dawn

Who is going to want you?
Don't you see it was obvious?
In the face, in the face
And in the delayed time
Even without knowing

I pretend that it's not good
I'm not good, and I want to party on your body

Slowly

(Uh uh)

My thought travels

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