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Drinking Alone

Agust D

Honsool (혼술)

오늘도 하루 일과
oneuldo haru ilgwa
마치고 바로 귀가
machigo baro gwiga
방문을 들어서면은
bangmuneul deureoseomyeoneun
온전히 나를 마주하는 시간
onjeonhi nareul majuhaneun sigan
적막이 가득 한 방
jeongmagi gadeuk han bang
샤워를 끝마친 다음
syaworeul kkeunmachin da-eum
술로 해독하네
sullo haedokane
기억 잘 안 나는 하루의 마침표는 술일지도
gieok jal an naneun haruui machimpyoneun suriljido
고단한 하루 일과는 어찌어찌 해냈고, uh
godanhan haru ilgwaneun eojjieojji haenaetgo, uh
골 빠개지는 일정은 일주일에, 음, 셋 넷쯤, uh
gol ppagaejineun iljeong-eun iljuire, eum, set netjjeum, uh
적당히 먹고 자지 뭐 어차피 잠도 안 오는데
jeokdanghi meokgo jaji mwo eochapi jamdo an oneunde
내일 일은 내일 걱정하지 뭐, fuck, I don't care
naeil ireun naeil geokjeonghaji mwo, fuck, I don't care

Now I'm feelin' like I'm flyin'
Now I'm feelin' like I'm flyin'
Now I'm feelin' like I'm flyin'
Now I'm feelin' like I'm flyin'

안주는 안 먹게 되네 뭘 집어넣음 토할 거 같아서
anjuneun an meokge doene mwol jibeoneoeum tohal geo gataseo
취기가 올라오니까 솔직해져 보자 내 삶에 관해서
chwigiga ollaonikka soljikaejyeo boja nae salme gwanhaeseo
Oh, yeah, 돈, 명예, 부
Oh, yeah, don, myeong-ye, bu
트로피와 스타디움도
teuropiwa seutadiumdo
가끔씩 무섭고
gakkeumssik museopgo
막 도망쳐버리고 싶더라고 (mhm)
mak domangchyeobeorigo sipdeorago (mhm)
슈퍼스타가 되면 매일 파티를 하며 사는 줄
syupeoseutaga doemyeon maeil patireul hamyeo saneun jul
이상은 현실의 뒤통수를 시원하게 갈기는 중
isang-eun hyeonsirui dwitongsureul siwonhage galgineun jung
상관없어, 어차피 뭐
sanggwaneopseo, eochapi mwo
내일은 다시 오고 저물어
naeireun dasi ogo jeomureo
이런 나도, 저런 너도
ireon nado, jeoreon neodo
하루를 버텨내는 거지 뭐
harureul beotyeonaeneun geoji mwo

Now I'm feelin' like I'm flyin'
Now I'm feelin' like I'm flyin'
Now I'm feelin' like I'm flyin'
Now I'm feelin' like I'm flyin'

Drinking Alone

Today's daily routine
Finish and go straight home
When I enter the door
It's time to face myself completely
The room filled with silence
After finishing the shower
Detox with alcohol
The punctuation mark of a day that I can't remember well might be alcohol
Somehow managed through a tough day, uh
The schedule that breaks my bones is around three or four times a week, uh
Eating moderately and sleeping, well, sleep doesn't come anyway
I don't worry about tomorrow's work, what's the point, fuck, I don't care

Now I'm feelin' like I'm flyin'
Now I'm feelin' like I'm flyin'

I end up not eating snacks, afraid I'll throw up if I put something in
As I get tipsy, let's be honest about my life
Oh, yeah, money, honor, fame
Trophies and stadiums too
Sometimes scary
I feel like running away (mhm)
If I become a superstar, I thought I'd live partying every day
But reality is hitting me hard from behind
It doesn't matter, anyway
Tomorrow will come again and go down
Me like this, you like that
Just enduring the day, what's the point

Now I'm feelin' like I'm flyin'
Now I'm feelin' like I'm flyin'

Escrita por: Agust D