I move away from this place
In the form of a disturbance,
And enter into the world
Like some tiny distortion.
If I surrender
And I don't fight this wave,
No, I won't go under,
I'll only get carried away.
Wave,
Wave,
Wave.
Isolation,
Isolation,
Isolation,
Isolation.
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