作曲 : 동찬(Dongchan) | |
作词 : OYO | |
Flooded heart gradually receded | |
These obnoxious lights | |
and their statements are rancid | |
You are a voracious reader | |
reading writing re-reading | |
re-writing | |
You write to read | |
You sing to listen | |
You create to destroy | |
my fervor for rehashing | |
the past | |
to placate the anxiety | |
of the present | |
Future is tantalizing | |
with the possibility of love | |
but love is futile | |
So you reserve yourself | |
watching life is frittered | |
away from you | |
Then suddenly it | |
all comes to you | |
inundating and you | |
cannot defy the current | |
It devours you | |
it ruptures your | |
existential crisis | |
But you the survivor | |
becomes effervescent | |
Bubbling onward upward | |
to the surface | |
When you break the water | |
you will see the light falling down | |
on your head like | |
the blessing from the god |
zuo qu : Dongchan | |
zuo ci : OYO | |
Flooded heart gradually receded | |
These obnoxious lights | |
and their statements are rancid | |
You are a voracious reader | |
reading writing rereading | |
rewriting | |
You write to read | |
You sing to listen | |
You create to destroy | |
my fervor for rehashing | |
the past | |
to placate the anxiety | |
of the present | |
Future is tantalizing | |
with the possibility of love | |
but love is futile | |
So you reserve yourself | |
watching life is frittered | |
away from you | |
Then suddenly it | |
all comes to you | |
inundating and you | |
cannot defy the current | |
It devours you | |
it ruptures your | |
existential crisis | |
But you the survivor | |
becomes effervescent | |
Bubbling onward upward | |
to the surface | |
When you break the water | |
you will see the light falling down | |
on your head like | |
the blessing from the god |
zuò qǔ : Dongchan | |
zuò cí : OYO | |
Flooded heart gradually receded | |
These obnoxious lights | |
and their statements are rancid | |
You are a voracious reader | |
reading writing rereading | |
rewriting | |
You write to read | |
You sing to listen | |
You create to destroy | |
my fervor for rehashing | |
the past | |
to placate the anxiety | |
of the present | |
Future is tantalizing | |
with the possibility of love | |
but love is futile | |
So you reserve yourself | |
watching life is frittered | |
away from you | |
Then suddenly it | |
all comes to you | |
inundating and you | |
cannot defy the current | |
It devours you | |
it ruptures your | |
existential crisis | |
But you the survivor | |
becomes effervescent | |
Bubbling onward upward | |
to the surface | |
When you break the water | |
you will see the light falling down | |
on your head like | |
the blessing from the god |