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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Illogic]Hate in a Puddle |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
[Illogic] I hate when it rains, cause in puddles I encounter this guy ³ ºñ³»¸®´Â°Ô ½È¾î, ±×¶§¸¸ µÇ¸é ¹°¿õµ¢ÀÌ¿¡ ¾î¶² ³²ÀÚ°¡ º¸À̰ŵç Unable to give a rebuttal but swift as the pain flood his eyes ±×´Â Ç׺¯ÇÏÁö ¸øÇÏÁö¸¸, °íÅëÀÌ ³ÑÄ¡´Â ´«À» °¡Áø ºü¸¥ »ç³ªÀ̰í wonderin why he's a gift with no purpose ¿Ö ¾Æ¹« ¸ñÀû¾øÀÌ Àç´ÉÀÌ ÁÖ¾îÁ³´ÂÁö ±Ã±ÝÇØÇØ A priceless one-of-a-kind piece that's worthless ƯÃ⳪°í ¾ÆÁÖ ±ÍÁßÇÑ, °¡Ä¡¾ø´Â Á¸Àç Grounded with no surface ¹Ù´Ú ¾ø´Â °÷À¸·Î ¶³¾îÁ® And when he shows one, it's a facade ¸ð½ÀÀ» µå·¯³»ºÃÀÚ °á±¹ Çã¹°ÀÌÁö Cause inside he fights feelings that he was mistake by God ³»¸é¿¡¼± ±×ÀÇ Åº»ýÀº ½ÅÀÇ ½Ç¼ö¿´´Ù´Â °¥µîÀÌ °è¼ÓµÅ I see his confusion and self-deception ³»°Õ ±×ÀÇ È¥¶õ°ú Àڱ⠱⸸ÀÌ º¸¿© Questions of relevance and intelligence Ÿ´ç¼º°ú Áö½Ä¿¡ ´ëÇÑ Àǹ®µµ He holds an illusion of self-acceptance ±×´Â ÀÚ¾Æ ¼ö¿ëÀÇ È¯»óÀ» °¡Áö°í that he shows to those outside lookin in ¹Ù±ù¿¡¼ µé¿©´Ùº¸´Â À̵鿡°Ô º¸¿©ÁÖÁö He's outside lookin in to his own life; lookin for strength ¹Ù±ù¿¡ ¼¼ ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ »îÀ» µé¿©´Ùº¸³×; Á¸ÀçÀÇ Ã¼½º°ÔÀÓ¿¡¼ to carry on as a pawn in this chess game of existance ¸»À» ¿òÁ÷À̱â À§ÇÑ ÈûÀ» ãÀ¸¸é¼ In his mind he wants to go on to the dawn ¸¶À½ ¼ÓÀ¸·Î´Â »õº®³èÀ¸·Î ÇâÇϸç and leave the stress that came with existance Á¸Àç·Î ÀÎÇÑ ½ºÆ®·¹½º¸¦ ¸ðµÎ ¶³ÃĹö¸®°í ½Í¾îÇÏÁö Hopin in death he'll find life Á×À½¿¡¼ »îÀ» ã±æ ¹Ù¶ó°í Cause as he lives, he roams the dark, tryin to find light ±×´Â »ì¾Æ°¡¸é¼, ¾îµÒÀ» Çì¸Þ¸ç, ºûÀ» ã¾Ò¾î He's made his heart so hard, he doesn't even cry anymore ¸¶À½Àº ¾ÆÁÖ ´Ü´ÜÇØÁ®¼ ´õÀÌ»ó ¿ïÁöµµ ¾Ê¾Æ Cause he's confronted sorrow frequently ÀÚÁÖ ½½Çİú Á÷¸éÇ߱⿡ His heart's been broken frequently ÀÚÁÖ ¸¶À½¿¡ ±ÝÀÌ °¬¾ú±â¿¡ It's like he's lost some part of him and just haven't found it yet ¸¶Ä¡ ¸öÀÇ ÀϺκÐÀ» ÀÒ¾ú´Âµ¥ ±× ºÎºÐÀ» ãÁö ¸øÇѰÍó·³ So in his search, he's left with nothin but questions and regret ±×·¡¼ ±×°É ã¾Æ´Ù´Ï¸é¼, Àǹ®°ú ÈÄȸ¸¸À» ³²°å³× All he wants to know is how one day, he's content ±×°¡ ¾Ë°í ½ÍÀº °ÍÀº, ÇູÇÏ´Ù°¡µµ ´ÙÀ½ ³¯À̸é and the next day he's cryin ¿ï°Ô µÇ´Â ±× ÀÌÀ¯ cause his life isn't what he thought life meant ±×ÀÇ »îÀº ±×°¡ »ý°¢Çß´ø »îÀÇ Àǹ̿ʹ ´Þ¶ó He just wants to be happy, with his love and all ±×³É »ç¶û¹Þ°í, Çàº¹ÇØÁö°í ½ÍÀº °Í»Ó¾ß But too often I get messages through telepathic calls ÇÏÁö¸¸ ÅÚ·¹ÆÄ½Ã·Î ¸Þ½ÃÁö¸¦ Á¾Á¾ ¹Þ³× He's askin me through a puddle what more must he endure to continue ¹Ù·Î ¿õµ¢À̷κÎÅÍ ³ª¿À´Â, °è¼Ó »ì±â À§Çؼ± ¹«¾ùÀ» Âü¾Æ¾ßÇÏ´À³Ä´Â ¸»À» But for some reason he knows he most endure to continue ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿ÖÀÎÁö ¸ô¶óµµ ±×´Â ±× ´äÀ» ¹ú½á ¾Ë°í ÀÖ³× [Chorus] When I walk past puddles, my reflection calls beggin me ¹°¿õµ¢À̸¦ Áö³ªÄ¥ ¶§¸¶´Ù, ³» ºñÄ£ »óÀº ³»°Ô ¾Ö¿øÇØ to answer his questions about life and his perceptions »î°ú Áö°¢¿¡ ´ëÇÑ Áú¹®¿¡ ´ë´äÇØ´Þ¶ó°í and tell him why I hate him so much ¿Ö ³»°¡ ±×¸¦ ±×·¸°Ô ¹Ì¿öÇϳİí And you wonder why I hate him so much? ³Êµµ ±× ÀÌÀ¯°¡ ±Ã±ÝÇØ? Now when I walk past puddles, my reflection calls beggin me ¹°¿õµ¢À̸¦ Áö³ªÄ¥ ¶§¸¶´Ù, ³» ºñÄ£ »óÀº ³»°Ô ¾Ö¿øÇØ to answer his questions about life and his perceptions »î°ú Áö°¢¿¡ ´ëÇÑ Áú¹®¿¡ ´ë´äÇØ´Þ¶ó°í and tell him why I hate him so much ¿Ö ³»°¡ ±×¸¦ ±×·¸°Ô ¹Ì¿öÇϳİí Damn, I wonder why I hate him so much Á¨Àå, ³ªµµ ±× ÀÌÀ¯°¡ ±Ã±ÝÇØ [Illogic] Why did I hate him so much? I wondered, pondered on the question ¿Ö ³ ±×¸¦ ±×·¸°Ô ¹Ì¿öÇÒ±î? ±Ã±ÝÇßÁö, ½É»ç¼÷°íÇßÁö What in my mind caused me to despise my reflection? ³ªÀÇ °Å¿ï»óÀ» ¹Ì¿öÇÏ°Ô ¸¸µç °ÍÀº ¹«¾ùÀϱî? I didn't know I just knew when I saw him, how I felt ¸ð¸£°Ú¾î, °Å¿ïÀ» º¸ÀÚ¸¶ÀÚ ´À²¸¹ö¸° °¨Á¤ÀÏ»Ó and hated the fact that he had to play with the cards that he was dealt ³²ÀÌ ÁØ Ä«µå¸¸À» °¡Áö°í °ÔÀÓÀ» ÇØ¾ßÇß´ø »ç½ÇÀÌ ½È¾ú´ø °ÍÀϱî He's come in contact with some ill things that can't be explained ±×´Â Áö±Ý ¼³¸íÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø´Â ¿©·¯°¡Áö ³ª»Û °Í¿¡ ¾ô¸Å¿´¾î Life's extracted his energy to where the pain can't be contained »îÀº °íÅëÀÌ ´ã°ÜÁú ¼ö ¾ø´Â °÷À¸·Î ±×ÀÇ ¿¡³ÊÁö¸¦ Ç®¾îÇìÃÆÁö So to me he comes, sheddin tears like skin ±×·¡¼ ±×´Â ³»°Ô ¿Í¼, Çã¹°À» ¹þµí ´«¹°À» È긮°í Intimate with some, only the ones he calls friends Ä£±¸¶ó°í ºÎ¸£´Â À̵é°ú Ä£¹ÐÇÑ °ü°è¸¦ À¯ÁöÇÏÁö If he even exists, he only exists in pain ¸¸¾à Á¸ÀçÇÑ´Ù¸é, ±×ÀÇ Á¸Àç´Â °íÅë ¼Ó¿¡ ÀÖ¾î It's like his life is a myth ±×ÀÇ »îÀº ½ÅÈ °°¾Æ and he's been blessed with the gift of shame, I mean ¶ÇÇÑ Ä¡¿åÀÇ ¼±¹°·Î Ãູ¹Þ¾ÒÁö, ¸»ÇÏÀÚ¸é From birth to love he's been betrayed ž¶§ºÎÅÍ »ç¶ûÇÒ¶§±îÁö ¹è½Å´çÇß´Ù´Â °Í He's an unknown in how to cope with that pain and dissapointment °íÅë°ú ½Ç¸ÁÀ» ¾î¶»°Ô °ßµ®³»¾ßÇÏ´Â °ÇÁö ±×´Â Àß ¸ô¶ó he's come to know as he's grown öÀÌ µé¸é¼ ¾Ë°ÔµÇ´Â°ÅÁö He feels he stands alone in this world of puddle images ÀÌ ¹°¿õµ¢ÀÌ ¼Ó¿¡¼ È¥ÀÚ ¼ÀÖ´Ù°í »ý°¢ÀÌ µé°í And he awaits the time for when, time finishes ½Ã°£ÀÌ ³¡³ª´Â ½Ã°£À» ±â´Ù¸®°í ÀÖ³× He tries to elevate thought, but he's still chillin in the basement »ý°¢À» ¹ßÀü½ÃŰ·Á ÇÏÁö¸¸, ¾ÆÁ÷ ÁöÇϽǿ¡¼ ¶³°í ÀÖ¾î Awaitin a rebirth of his soul as it fears it's spiritual placement ´Ù¸¥ °÷À¸·Î °¡´Â°Ô µÎ·Æ±ä ÇØµµ ¿µÈ¥ÀÇ ºÎȰÀ» ±â´Ù¸®¸é¼ [Chorus] [Illogic] God I pray you can give me a purpose or help me find it ½ÅÀ̽ÿ© ³ª¿¡°Ô ¸ñÀûÀ» Áֽðųª ãµµ·Ï µµ¿ÍÁÖ¼Ò¼ Cause on this narrow path of self-damnation, I can't find it ÀúÁÖ¹ÞÀº ÀÌ Á¼Àº ±æ¿¡¼± µµÀúÈ÷ ãÀ» ¼ö ¾øÀ»°Å °°½À´Ï´Ù Is it somethin I need to know, some way I need to grow Ȥ½Ã ¹«¾ð°¡¸¦ ¾Ë¾Æ¾ßÇÏ´ÂÁö, ¶Ç´Â ´õ ³ªÀ̸¦ ¸Ô¾î¾ß to get out of this rut, God give me some self-trust ÀÌ ±æ¿¡¼ ³ª°¥ ¼ö Àִ°ǰ¡¿ä, ½ÅÀ̽ÿ© ÀڽۨÀ» ÁÖ¼Ò¼ Love is somethin I'm lookin for but I've found it, or have I? ³ »ç¶ûÀ» ã°í ÀÖÁö¸¸, ¹ú½á ãÀº°Å °°¾Æ, ±×·±°¡? I wanna live but can I, or do I have to die to? »ì°í ½ÍÁö¸¸, °¡´ÉÇÒ±î, ȤÀº Á×¾î¾ßÇÒ±î? I try to, have life but my life seems kinda worthless Á¦´ë·Î µÈ »îÀ» »ì·ÁÇÏÁö¸¸ ³» »îÀº °¡Ä¡¾ø¾î º¸¿© as I'm starin at this puddle ¿õµ¢À̸¦ ¹Ù¶óº¼¶§¸é.. God I pray you can give me a purpose or help me find it ½ÅÀ̽ÿ© ³ª¿¡°Ô ¸ñÀûÀ» Áֽðųª ãµµ·Ï µµ¿ÍÁÖ¼Ò¼ Cause on this narrow path of self-damnation, I can't find it ÀúÁÖ¹ÞÀº ÀÌ Á¼Àº ±æ¿¡¼± µµÀúÈ÷ ãÀ» ¼ö ¾øÀ»°Å °°½À´Ï´Ù Is it somethin I need to know, some way I need to grow Ȥ½Ã ¹«¾ð°¡¸¦ ¾Ë¾Æ¾ßÇÏ´ÂÁö, ¶Ç´Â ´õ ³ªÀ̸¦ ¸Ô¾î¾ß to get out of this rut, God give me some self-trust ÀÌ ±æ¿¡¼ ³ª°¥ ¼ö Àִ°ǰ¡¿ä, ½ÅÀ̽ÿ© ÀڽۨÀ» ÁÖ¼Ò¼ Love is somethin I'm lookin for but I've found it, or have I? ³ »ç¶ûÀ» ã°í ÀÖÁö¸¸, ¹ú½á ãÀº°Å °°¾Æ, ±×·±°¡? I wanna live but can I, or do I have to die to? »ì°í ½ÍÁö¸¸, °¡´ÉÇÒ±î, ȤÀº Á×¾î¾ßÇÒ±î? I try to, have life but my life seems kinda worthless Á¦´ë·Î µÈ »îÀ» »ì·ÁÇÏÁö¸¸ ³» »îÀº °¡Ä¡¾ø¾î º¸¿© as I'm starin at this puddle ¿õµ¢À̸¦ ¹Ù¶óº¼¶§¸é.. [Chorus] {*music changes*} [Illogic] I sit alone in dismal silence À½Ä§ÇÑ °í¿ä ¼Ó¿¡ È¥ÀÚ ¾É¾Æ Peering into the eyes of my reflection ³» °Å¿ï»óÀÇ ´«À» ¹Ù¶óºÁ Wondering if his thoughts are adjacent to my own ±×ÀÇ »ý°¢µµ ³ª¿Í ºñ½ÁÇÒ±î ±Ã±ÝÇØ What visions of eerie savagery ¸¸¾à ¿©±â¿¡ ºñÄ£ ±×ÀÇ ¸¶À½¿¡ are passing if purity lurks in the mind of he who I mirror? ¼ø¼ö°¡ ¼û¾îÀÖ´Ù¸é, Áö±Ý ³» ´«À» ½ºÄ¡´Â ±âºÐ³ª»Û Æ÷¾Ç¼ºÀº ¹«¾ùÀΰ¡? Lookin at him I am disgusted ±×¸¦ ¹Ù¶óº¸´Ï ¼ÓÀÌ °ÅºÏÇØ He lacks beauty in all external areas °ÑÀ¸·Î º¸±â¿£ ÀüÇô ¾Æ¸§´äÁö ¾Ê°í and internally he seems so confused ¼ÓÀ¸·Î´Â ¿ÀÁ÷ È¥µ·»ÓÀ롃 Perplexed with this conundrum of life »îÀÇ ¼ö¼ö²²³¢¿¡ ¾îÂîÇÒ ¹Ù¸¦ ¸ð¸£´Â ±×´Â He proceeds to function or cope, lookin at it realistically ¾ÕÀ¸·Î ³ª¼ ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ ¸òÀ» ÇàÇÏ°í ½Î¿ö°¡¸ç Çö½ÇÀûÀ¸·Î ¾ÕÀ» ºÁ Esteem he lacks, in all areas of existance Á¸Àç´Â ÇÏÁö¸¸ ÀڽۨÀÌ ºÎÁ·ÇØ Reason unknown ÀÌÀ¯´Â ¸ô¶ó What is the cause of the lack of this self-acceptance? ÀÌ ÀÚ¾Æ ¼ö¿ëÀÇ ºÎÁ·Àº ¾î¶² ÀÌÀ¯¿¡¼ ¿Â °ÍÀΰ¡? I mean it seems like he needs constant assurance ¾ðÁ¦³ª ±×¿¡°Ô È®½ÅÀ» Áà¾ßÇҰ͸¸ °°´Ü ¸»¾ß Some type of ritual proof that he's even worth the oxygen he breathes »ê¼Ò¸¸ÅÀÌ¶óµµ °¡Ä¡°¡ ÀÖ´Ù´Â ±×·± Áõ°Å °°Àº °Í A, light that shines upon him ºûÀÌ, ±×¸¦ ºñÃß³× Is his living in vein? Does he have a purpose? ±×ÀÇ »îÀº Ç㹫ÇѰ¡? ±×¿¡°Õ ¸ñÇ¥°¡ Àִ°¡? Answer - eternally unknown ´äÀº - ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ¹àÇôÁöÁö ¾ÊÀ»°É |
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