ROMANIZED
I tell you in my dreams
Put some rum in it
I freeze when I talk to you
It's Like pretzel cracked it
There's a lot of Dust in my hand
I lost it
The tangled threads of consciousness
I cut through it
Lost up in the system
Come and see the violence inherent
Be Quarantine
Come and see The head of a critic
I'll be your groupie
Someone's holding back
Scooping on the bass
I am no mature but feel like a kid
I'm in a race where no one's with me
I don't have a chance to get closer
But I'm running from
But I'm running still
I Ain't conversate with
I tell you in my dreams
Put some rum in it
I freeze when I talk to you
It's Like pretzel cracked it
There's a lot of Dust in my hand
I lost it
The tangled threads of consciousness
I cut through it
All the things that I don't mean
Sometimes it hurts to know the truth
All the questions asking me
What time I came home
What I'm doing
I'm so gifted at hating
What I don't like the most
I've been losing
I don't get no sleep so all the time
So wound will never close
I'm gonna tear it apart
Get a place in the chart
Or runaway from the hurt
I've never been at all
Something that I never had
Something that I never seen
I need to know the theme
I am no mature but feel like a kid
I'm in a race where no one's with me
I don't have a chance to get closer
But I'm running from
But I'm running still
I Ain't conversate with
Everybody ask about it
Everybody test my body
nundaejungeuro bwayo nae charim
I dig that nae pideuga
Everything
beop dae koseupeure gyoyuk
Pat haessji Now u got it?
Why u died?
Tell me why u died?
moduga ikmyeongi dwaessji
giseudo annadeon gyaen jigeum eopseo daedabi
Visual yojeum 4k
johdaesseo
deuryeodabojianhado boindaeji
neon jojdwaesseo saekkiya
back out daepiya
bamman doemyeon deullyeo belli
Huh Flash back
Return geu ttaero
witae nachero
niche maldero
gidae nae chinguga ulmyeonseo Huh
neomu dandanhaeseo buseojin neo
I tell you in my dreams
Put some rum in it
I freeze when I talk to you
It's Like pretzel cracked it
There's a lot of Dust in my hand
I lost it
The tangled threads of consciousness
I cut through it
All the things that I don't mean
Sometimes it hurts to know the truth
All the questions asking me
What time I came home
What I'm doing
I'm so gifted at hating
What I don't like the most
I've been losing
I don't get no sleep so all the time
HANGUL
I tell you in my dreams
Put some rum in it
I freeze when I talk to you
It's Like pretzel cracked it
There's a lot of Dust in my hand
I lost it
The tangled threads of consciousness
I cut through it
Lost up in the system
Come and see the violence inherent
Be Quarantine
Come and see The head of a critic
I'll be your groupie
Someone's holding back
Scooping on the bass
I am no mature but feel like a kid
I'm in a race where no one's with me
I don't have a chance to get closer
But I'm running from
But I'm running still
I Ain't conversate with
I tell you in my dreams
Put some rum in it
I freeze when I talk to you
It's Like pretzel cracked it
There's a lot of Dust in my hand
I lost it
The tangled threads of consciousness
I cut through it
All the things that I don't mean
Sometimes it hurts to know the truth
All the questions asking me
What time I came home
What I'm doing
I'm so gifted at hating
What I don't like the most
I've been losing
I don't get no sleep so all the time
So wound will never close
I'm gonna tear it apart
Get a place in the chart
Or runaway from the hurt
I've never been at all
Something that I never had
Something that I never seen
I need to know the theme
I am no mature but feel like a kid
I'm in a race where no one's with me
I don't have a chance to get closer
But I'm running from
But I'm running still
I Ain't conversate with
Everybody ask about it
Everybody test my body
눈대중으로 봐요 내 차림
I dig that 내 피드가
Everything
법 대 코스프레 교육
Pass 했지 Now u got it?
Why u died?
Tell me why u died?
모두가 익명이 됐지
기스도 안나던 걘 지금 없어 대답이
Visual 요즘 4k
좋댔어
들여다보지않아도 보인대지
넌 좆됐어 새끼야
Back out 대피야
밤만 되면 들려 Bell이
Huh Flash back
Return 그 때로
위태 나체로
니체 말데로
기대 내 친구가 울면서 Huh
너무 단단해서 부서진 너
I tell you in my dreams
Put some rum in it
I freeze when I talk to you
It's Like pretzel cracked it
There's a lot of Dust in my hand
I lost it
The tangled threads of consciousness
I cut through it
All the things that I don't mean
Sometimes it hurts to know the truth
All the questions asking me
What time I came home
What I'm doing
I'm so gifted at hating
What I don't like the most
I've been losing
I don't get no sleep so all the time