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Ýrr (feat. Shaohei) [naked]

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Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Rejoin the world

Where you came from

To the faraway place

Engraved in lives

Rejoin the world

Where you came from

Because we’ll be recalled

Being here

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Rejoin the world

Where you came from

To the faraway place

Engraved in lives

Rejoin the world

Where you came from

Because we’ll be recalled

Being here

Ha

Numerous eyelids were closed

By my surroundings

Ha

Numerous eyelids were closed

By my surroundings

Ooh

Yah, yah, yeh, yeh

Yah, yah, yeh, yeh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

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  • Vocals

    Shaohei

  • Background Vocals

    Shaohei

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    Chasing me (feat. Shaohei) [naked]

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    Naming you (feat. Shaohei) [naked]

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    My Own Magic (feat. iunna) [naked]

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    Whoever's Been Gone Is (feat. Shaohei) [naked]

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    Rejoin (feat. Shaohei) [naked]

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    Araki No Miya (feat. Shaohei) [naked]

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    La Mersonnalité (naked)

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The things I had done to hold myself together, to protect myself, may have somehow become like thorns that prevented my flow.

Some time has passed since the release of the first album, "Arbores," and I feel things being pulled away from me and these songs being further freed from me (us), while at the same time, I feel roots growing deep within me.

Looking back on my trajectory that has spun "arbores (naked)," I can see a secret flicker of light. What I am pursuing may be something that naturally exists within myself. Presumably, when trying to represent something, the only thing I can do is not to interfere with the flow.

While seemingly it would appear that I am cultivating my aesthetic language in solitude, as I pass through the emotions that thrust me through, I sense the undercurrent coming from the only fountainhead.

What does music desire from human beings?

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