It's a pity that I don't even have a single coin to work
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I've achieved a little more than I did when I couldn't sleep
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We learned by bumping into each other like fools
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Every time I fell, I got up and rewritten my resume.
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A fresh breeze to dazzling success. |
The whistle that I blew for a while
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The rain and wind followed me like a shadow before even a single song was finished
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A few losses under the pressure of envy, jealousy, and expectations
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Conceit, loss of life hitting the run-of-the-mill homer that was thrown in indolence
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It seemed like it was over, but we «don't block our way»
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- I used to shout and win my heart
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Never make a U-turn even on a thorny road where you can't really see an inch ahead
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The two of us walk closely together, relying on fierce loyalty
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Tragedy is very painful, but after seeing
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A comedy of laughter. |
so we now
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Stay alive. |
thinking i'm crazy
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Keep dreaming. |
Hold on to the string of hope and live
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A dream I still want to hold onto in this harsh reality
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A dream that sometimes wants to give up on the ridge of a high and difficult life
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I want to walk slowly with you for a long time, until the end of time
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Now I desperately want a piece of peace of mind
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Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey (x2)
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Even bruising is a luxury in this city
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Like a habit, I exploit myself
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The cervical spine becomes hard and dead skin cells attached to consciousness
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Instead of sweating on the stage, it's sweat that wets me
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Problems pile up even when I'm sleeping
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Even if you decide as soon as you open your eyes, you are still unfamiliar with the compromise
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If you don't spend time slicing ingredients on a chopping board,
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One day it's broken like food out of order
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Even if I'm tired, I'm wary of emptiness and emptiness
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Reminds me of anxiety 15 years ago
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Even if it’s fiction, it’s understandable that 35 years of film
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Maybe a lucrative life, our built name
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Don't let your eyes get dark
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Criticizing each other and looking at the world with a twisted look
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Wrinkles on the face are natural, like an alpacino face
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After the evaluation is over, the race of a long life
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Well, actually, time goes by and what I ride is different.
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It's fast, but in the end it's like a den
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Even if I get tired of going through it, I still grieve because of people and love
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When I look at you like this, I still feel like a child
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busy surviving rather than living
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A mind that expands at the top of the head and becomes smaller
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I want it to bloom inside, a single piece of peace
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Peace, soften in the mud
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«And the game won’t change just the same old thing.» |
(x3) |