0과 1이 끊임없이 돌아가는 세상은
오래된 건 쳐다보지도 않아
익숙해져 갈수록
소중함을 느끼지 못한 채
모두 살아가
어두운 골목길에 버린 낡은 라디오
거미줄 쳐져 먼지 쌓인
고장 난 피아노
벌써 며칠째 아무도 찾지 않을까
시간을 가둔 상자에 갇혀
눈이 멀었지
왠지 오늘은 날 찾을까 기다려도
작은 고양이 발소리마저
이젠 들리지 않아
A fake can’t be real
A fake can’t be real
A fake can’t be real
현실처럼 보여도
언제라도 스위치를 누르면
끝이 날거야
차가운 도시 잃어버린 웃음소리와
네모난 세상
회색 빛깔 빌딩들 사이로
벌써 며칠째 아무도 찾지 않을까
시간을 가둔 상자에 갇혀
눈이 멀었지
왠지 오늘은 날 찾을까 기다려도
작은 고양이 발소리마저 이젠
복잡하게 얽힌 정해진 숫자들
조금씩 조여와 숨이 막혀
벗어날 수 있을까 run away
그런 눈으로 세상을 바라보지마
너를 깨우는
저 소리조차 묻히지 않게
허상일 뿐야 사라질 거야
잃어버린 그 시간은 계속
흐르고 있어
A fake can’t be real
진짜 일리 없잖아
0gwa 1i kkeunhimeopsi doraganeun sesangeun
oraedoen geon chyeodabojido anha
iksukhaejyeo galsurok
sojunghameul neukkiji moshan chae
modu saraga
eoduun golmokgire beorin nalkeun radio
geomijul chyeojyeo meonji ssahin
gojang nan piano
beolsseo myeochiljjae amudo chajji anheulkka
siganeul gadun sangjae gathyeo
nuni meoreossji
waenji oneureun nal chajeulkka gidaryeodo
jageun goyangi balsorimajeo
ijen deulliji anha
A fake can’t be real
A fake can’t be real
A fake can’t be real
hyeonsilcheoreom boyeodo
eonjerado seuwichireul nureumyeon
kkeuti nalgeoya
chagaun dosi ilheobeorin useumsoriwa
nemonan sesang
hoesaek bichkkal bildingdeul sairo
beolsseo myeochiljjae amudo chajji anheulkka
siganeul gadun sangjae gathyeo
nuni meoreossji
waenji oneureun nal chajeulkka gidaryeodo
jageun goyangi balsorimajeo ijen
bokjaphage eolkhin jeonghaejin susjadeul
jogeumssik joyeowa sumi makhyeo
beoseonal su isseulkka run away
geureon nuneuro sesangeul barabojima
neoreul kkaeuneun
jeo sorijocha muthiji anhge
heosangil ppunya sarajil geoya
ilheobeorin geu siganeun gyesok
heureugo isseo
A fake can’t be real
jinjja illi eopsjanha
The world endlessly turns in 0s and 1s
Not even looking at things that are old
The more people get used to it
The more they forget the preciousness of it
A worn out radio, thrown out in a dark alley
Cobwebs all over the dusty and broken piano
It’s already been a few days but no one’s looking for me
They’re trapped in a box that traps time, blinded
Maybe someone will look for me today as I wait
But now I can’t even hear
The sound of the footsteps of a small cat
A fake can’t be real
A fake can’t be real
A fake can’t be real
It may seem like reality
But just a flip of the switch can end it
In this cold city, laughter is lost
In this square world, between the gray buildings
It’s already been a few days but no one’s looking for me
They’re trapped in a box that traps time, blinded
Maybe someone will look for me today as I wait
But now I can’t even hear
The sound of the footsteps of a small cat
The numbers are complexly mixed together
I’m slowly suffocating
Can I escape from this? run away
Don’t look at the world with those eyes
So the sound that wakes you up won’t get buried
It’s just an illusion, it’ll disappear
Flowing through the lost time
A fake can’t be real
There’s no way that’s real