When your body unmatches your soul
And you can't see behind your skin
You feel separate
Detached
And you don't fit in.
And you just can't get away
The price of man's first sin.
A disease that is humanity
I feel like a mistake
And always running blindly
I'll do whatever it takes.
To set free the spirit
And flee the flesh
The binding confines
That are doomed to death.
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