Where do we go from here?
They say 아픈 만큼 성숙한다던데
Whatever..아프면 환자지 무슨 청춘이야.
잘못하나없는 손톱을 물었다
입으로 떼어내곤 나에게 되물어봐
나는 지금 만족하고 있는건지
아니면 삶의 잡음들이 신물이나 모른척하는 건지
내 꼴은 내가봐도 참 아이러니해
아빠를닮은 정많은 막내아들 그래 거기에
멈춰있어야 했는데 많이 상처 받아버렸고
그 상처가 싫어, 날 버렸어
이제는 약을대로 약은 놈
또래에 비해 눈치도 빠르고
그게 살아가는 노하우라 자기위안 해 생각안나 how to love
그토록 혐오하던 모습이 내 모습이 된 후
나를 망쳐버린 나에게 할 수 있는 거?
뒤늦은 자책 뿐
이 고통도 없어졌음 해
길어버린 손톱을 떼어 내버렸을 때
Why can’t I seem to find the sunlight
I start to lose myself, don’t know why
매일매일 왜 자꾸 작아지는걸까
I just cannot breath
I ma go and tell’em
오늘도 난 손톱을 물어뜯어
아빠에게 물어 ‘왜 엄마랑 헤어졌을까’
궁금한게 많아 왜 갈수록 더 초라한걸까
참 어색한 내 청춘이란 옷색깔
Life is a ditch 음악하고 싶어 여권하나 달랑 가지고 온게
엊그제 같은데 벌써
내 나이가 스물하고도 여덟 누구보다도
열정이 앞서 아무도 날 막을수는
없었는데 이젠 조금은 지쳤어
현실앞에 죄인처럼 다쳤어 갇혔어
쥐꼬리만한 저작권 말도 안되는 월세가
이제는 나를 비참하게 만드네 아랫배가
배고픈데 잘 먹질 못해 화면 속 내
모습이 너무 말라 엄마는 슬프대..
사랑도 하고픈데 거울앞에 내모습이 너무 작아
너에겐 너무작아 다가가질 못하잖아
Why can’t I seem to find the sunlight
I start to lose myself, don’t know why
매일매일 왜 자꾸 작아지는 걸까
I just cannot breath
잘못하나 없는 손톱을 물었다
아무것도 모르고 노래만 불렀던
그놈의 객기가 요즘은 부럽다
낮아진 역치 줄어든 억지
이제 인도로만 걷지 난 자존심은 잔고만큼도 안남았지만
다시 물어뜯으면 되 다시 자랄거야
다시 물어뜯으면 돼
다시 자랄거야 I don’t know… losing you…
Where do we go from here?
They say apeun mankeum seongsukhandadeonde
Whatever..Apeumyeon hwanjaji museun cheongchuniya.
Jalmotanaeomneun sontobeul mureotda
Ibeuro tteeonaegon naege doemureobwa
Naneun jigeum manjokhago inneungeonji
Animyeon sarmui jabeumdeuri sinmurina moreuncheokhaneun geonji
Nae kkoreun naegabwado cham aireonihae
Appareuldarmeun jeongmanheun mangnaeadeul geurae geogie
Meomchwoisseoya haenneunde manhi sangcheo badabeoryeotgo
Geu sangcheoga sirheo, nal beoryeosseo
Ijeneun yageuldaero yageun nom
Ttoraee bihae nunchido ppareugo
Geuge saraganeun nohaura jagiwian hae saenggaganna how to love
Geutorok hyeomohadeon moseubi nae moseubi doen hu
Nareul mangchyeobeorin naege hal su inneun geo?
Dwineujeun jachaek ppun
I gotongdo eobseojyeosseum hae
Gireobeorin sontobeul tteeo naebeoryeosseul ttae
Why can’t i seem to find the sunlight
I start to lose myself, don’t know why
Maeilmaeil wae jakku jagajineungeolkka
I just cannot breath
I ma go and tell’em
Oneuldo nan sontobeul mureotteudeo
Appaege mureo ‘wae eommarang heeojyeosseulkka
Gunggeumhange manha wae galsurok deo chorahangeolkka
Cham eosaekhan nae cheongchuniran ossaekkkal
Life is a ditch eumakhago sipeo yeogwonhana dallang gajigo onge
Eotgeuje gateunde beolsseo
Nae naiga seumulhagodo yeodeorp nugubodado
Yeoljeongi apseo amudo nal mageulsuneun
Eobseonneunde ijen jogeumeun jichyeosseo
Hyeonsirape joeincheoreom dachyeosseo gatyeosseo
Jwikkorimanhan jeojakgwon maldo andoeneun wolsega
Ijeneun nareul bichamhage mandeune araetbaega
Baegopeunde jal meokjil motae hwamyeon sok nae
Moseubi neomu malla eommaneun seulpeudae..
Sarangdo hagopeunde geourape naemoseubi neomu jaga
Neoegen neomujaga dagagajil motajanha
Why can’t i seem to find the sunlight
I start to lose myself, don’t know why
Maeilmaeil wae jakku jagajineun geolkka
I just cannot breath
Jalmotana eomneun sontobeul mureotda
Amugeotdo moreugo noraeman bulleotdeon
Geunomui gaekgiga yojeumeun bureopda
Najajin yeokchi jureodeun eokji
Ije indoroman geotji nan jajonsimeun jangomankeumdo annamatjiman
Dasi mureotteudeumyeon doe dasi jaralgeoya
Dasi mureotteudeumyeon dwae
Dasi jaralgeoya i don’t know… Losing you
Where do we go from here?
They say I'm mature enough
I'm a sick person. What a youth.
I asked for one wrong nail.
Take it off your mouth and ask me.
I am satisfied now
Or is it that the noise of life is sick or pretending not to know?
I can not help seeing myself.
My youngest son who resembles my father. Yes.
I had to stop, but I was hurt.
I hate the wound, it's gone.
Now it's about to take drugs.
It's quicker than peers
It's the know-how of living.
After I became so disgusted
What could you do to me that ruined me?
Only late victims
This pain is gone.
When you take off your long nails
Why can not I find the sunlight?
I do not know why
Why does it keep getting smaller every day
I just can not breath
I ma go and tell'em
I bite my nails today.
I asked my dad 'Why did he break up with my mom'
I have a lot of questions.
My awkward youth is the color of my clothes
Life is a ditch I want to play music
It looks like it's already
My age is twenty and more than eight
No one can stop me before passion
I was a little tired now.
I was wounded like a sinner in front of reality.
Copyright is a ridiculous monthly rent
Now it makes me miserable.
I'm hungry. I can not eat well.
My appearance is so dry.
I love you too and my appearance is too small in front of the mirror
It's too small for you.
Why can not I find the sunlight?
I do not know why
Why does it keep getting smaller every day
I just can not breath
I asked for one wrong nail.
I did not know anything.
I have envy of this person.
Lower Threshold
Now I walked only to India, my pride was not as good as my balance
Bite again and grow again.
I can bite it again.
I do not know ... losing you ...