Where is my mind
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I ve lost my feeling in your love
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I¡¯m a naked angel.
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I¡¯m waiting for the light, the light
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I want to move on and cried out. It¡¯s such an old story, My useless brain makes me impossible to remember how it used to be. The boy with a crooked back How miserable it is Fictitious stories made up by everyone I feel like that I became a star, Beautiful things are strange I¡¯ve fell into a (delusion of persecution) Everyone is a liar I lost my right to choose, my right to choose I fell in love with her, Even though I m a cursed boy, I¡¯m okay now, now I¡¯m going back and cried out The 24-year boy you re watching, is not the boy you know He¡¯s just a young boy, just a young boy The boy with a crooked back How miserable it is Fictitious stories made up by everyone I feel like that I became a star, Beautiful things are strange I¡¯ve fell into a (delusion of persecution) ³ªÀÇ ¿Á¤Àº ¾îµð °¬´Â°¡ ³ ´À³¦À» ÀÒ¾î¹ö·È¾î. »ç¶û ¾È¿¡¼ ³ ¹ú°Å¹þÀº õ»ç ³ ºûÀ» ±â´Ù¸®°í ÀÖ¾î. ÀÜ¶à ¿õÅ©¸° ä ³ ¾ÕÀ¸·Î ³ª¾Æ°¡±æ ¿øÇØ. ±×¸®°í ¼Ò¸®¸¦ Áú·¶Áö ¿À·¡ ÀüÀÇ ÀÏÀ̾ß. Áö±ÝÀº Àß ±â¾ïÇÏÁö ¸øÇÏ´Â ¹«ÁöÇÑ ³ªÀÇ µÎ³ú, ¹«ÁöÇÑ ³ªÀÇ µÎ³ú µîÀÌ ±Á°í ¸ø»ý±ä ¼Ò³â óÀýÇϵð óÀýÇϵµ´Ù. ¸ðµç »ç¶÷ÀÇ °ÅÁþ¸» ½ºÅ¸°¡ µÈ ±âºÐÀÌ°ÚÁö¸¸ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î °ÍÀº ÀÌ»óÇØ ÇÇÇظÁ»óÁõ¿¡ ºüÁ®¹ö·ÈÁö ¸ðµç »ç¶÷Àº °ÅÁþ¸»ÀïÀ̾ß. ³ ¼±ÅÃÀÇ ±Ç¸®¸¦ ÀÒ¾î¹ö·È¾î. ¼±ÅÃÀÇ »ç¶û¿¡ ºüÁ³Áö. ÅÂÃʺÎÅÍ ÀúÁÖ¸¦ ¹Þ¾ÒÁö¸¸ ±¦Âú¾Æ ÀÌÁ¨ ±¦Âú¾Æ. ³ µÇµ¹¾Æ °¡°í ÀÖÁö. ±×¸®°í ¼Ò¸®¸¦ Áú·¶¾î. ±×°÷¿¡ ÀÖ´Â °ÍÀº 24»ìÀÇ ³²ÀÚ°¡ ¾Æ´Ï¾ß. ÀÛ°í ¾î¸° ¾ÆÀÏ »ÓÀ̾ß. ¾î¸°¾ÆÀÌÀÏ »ÓÀ̶ó°í µîÀÌ ±Á°í ¸ø»ý±ä ¼Ò³â óÀýÇϵð óÀýÇϵµ´Ù. ¸ðµç »ç¶÷ÀÇ °ÅÁþ¸» ½ºÅ¸°¡ µÈ ±âºÐÀÌ°ÚÁö¸¸ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î °ÍÀº ÀÌ»óÇØ ÇÇÇظÁ»óÁõ¿¡ ºüÁ®¹ö·ÈÁö
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