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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [The Roots]Walk Alone |
| home : | http://endforand.net/danced |
[Truck North] Trapped, no shield, no sword °¤Èù »óÅÂ, ¹æÆÐµµ, Ä®µµ ¾øÁö The unbeaten path got my soul so sore ¹«ÆÐ ÇàÁøÀº ³» ¿µÈ¥¿¡ »óó¸¸À» ¾È°å°í Allured by the lust, something money can't cure ¿åÁ¤ÀÇ À¯È¤À» ¹ÞÁö, µ·ÀÌ ÇØ°áÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø´Â °Í The Devil want me as is, but God he want more ¾Ç¸¶´Â ³¯ ±×´ë·Î ¿øÇÏÁö¸¸, ½ÅÀº ±× ÀÌ»óÀ» ¿øÇØ Eyes closed, eyes open, great another day, here we go °¨Àº ´«, ´«À» ¶°, ¶Ç´Ù¸¥ ¸ÚÁø ÇÏ·ç, ÀÌÁ¦ °¡ÀÚ like a nigga woke up late in The Truman Show ¸¶Ä¡ Truman Show¿¡¼ Á¤½ÅÀ» Â÷¸° ³à¼®Ã³·³ Living life without a care, mean pokerface °ÆÁ¤ ¾ø´Â »îÀ» »ì±â, ¸øµÈ Æ÷Ä¿ÆäÀ̽º But I'm forced to play solitaire till I get up out of here ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿©±â ³ª°¥ ¶§±îÁö´Â È¥ÀÚ °ÔÀÓÇÒ ¼ö ¹Û¿¡ Move like a wanted man with a bounty on his head ¸Ó¸®¿¡ Çö»ó±Ý °É¸° ³à¼®Ã³·³ ¿òÁ÷¿© Work alone, sleep alone, eat alone, daily bread È¥ÀÚ ÀÏÇϰí, È¥ÀÚ ÀÚ°í, È¥ÀÚ ¸Ô¾î, ¸ÅÀϸÅÀÏ ³¢´Ï¸¦ Counting till my fingers red, how you gon' judge a man ¼Õ°¡¶ôÀÌ »¡°³Áú ¶§±îÁö ¼ö¸¦ ¼¼Áö, ¾î¶»°Ô »ç¶÷À» ÆÇ´ÜÇÏ·Á´Â°Å¾ß walking in the shoes of a man with a broken leg? ´Ù¸®°¡ ºÎ·¯Áø »ç¶÷ÀÇ ÀÔÀåÀ» °í¼öÇϸé¼? Flame on the trail headed for the powder keg µÚ¿¡ µû¶óºÙÀº ºÒ²É, ȾàÀ» ã¾Æ°¡ Last place in the race I ain't never led À̲ø¾îº» Àû ¾ø´Â °æÁÖÀÇ ²ÃÂî ÀÚ¸® Like I ain't never bled, time to get up out of bed ÇÇ È기 Àû ¾ø´Â µíÀÌ, ´Ù½Ã ħ´ë ¹ÛÀ¸·Î ³ª°¥ ½Ã°£ Serving in the army of one, it's on again 1ÀÎ ±º´ëÀÇ ±ºÀÎÀ¸·Î½á, ´Ù½Ã ½ÃÀÛÀÌ¾ß [Chorus 2X: Dice Raw] Walk alone, I walk alone, you know I walk it alone È¥ÀÚ °É¾î, ³ È¥ÀÚ °É¾î, ¾Ë´Ù½ÃÇÇ ³ È¥ÀÚ °É¾î I always been on my own, ever since the day I born Ç×»ó È¥ÀÚ¿´¾î, žÀ» ¶§ºÎÅÍ So I don't mind walking alone ±×·¯´Ï È¥ÀÚ °È´Â °Ç ½ÈÁö ¾Ê¾Æ [P.O.R.N.] I'm in a chess match, I'm in a death trap ³ ü½º °ÔÀÓ ÁßÀ̾ß, ³ ÇÔÁ¤¿¡ ºüÁ³¾î I'm tryna find out where the eggs in the nest at µÕÁö ¼Ó¿¡ ³õÀÎ ¾ËµéÀÌ ¾îµø´ÂÁö ã°í ÀÖ¾î I'm one blood when the sky turns jet black ÇÏ´ÃÀÌ °Ë°Ô º¯Çصµ ³ ÇÑ ÇÍÁÙ No love in the world can correct that ¼¼»ó ±× ¾î¶² »ç¶ûµµ ±×°É °íÄ¥ ¼ø ¾ø¾î I'm in a slow lane, I'm on my Cobain ³ Àú¼Ó ÁÖÇà Â÷¼±¿¡ ÀÖ¾î, Cobain À½¾ÇÀ» Ʋ¾î I'm in the new spot tryna run a old game »õ·Î¿î °÷¿¡¼ ¿¾³¯Ã³·³ ³î¾Æº¸·Á Çϰí ÀÖ¾î I got a new chick, put out my old flame »õ ¿©ÀÚ¸¦ »ç±Í°í, ¿¾ ¿Á¤ÀÌ µÇ»ì¾Æ³ª No peace, no sleep, no love for a young beast ÀÌ ¾î¸° Áü½Â¿¡°Ô Æòȵµ, Àáµµ, »ç¶ûµµ ¾ø¾î You can put me in a cage ³¯ ¿ì¸®¿¡ °¡µÖµµ µÅ You can put me in the jungle where the lion get blazed »çÀÚµµ Ÿ Á×´Â Á¤±Û¿¡ ³¯ µ¥·Á´Ù³õ¾Æµµ µÅ There ain't no hell like the hell I raise ³»°¡ ¸¸µå´Â Áö¿Á °°Àº Áö¿ÁÀÌ ¾øÁö I'd die in the bed I made 'fore I lay with a love I loathe ½È¾îÇÏ´Â ¿¬Àΰú ´¯´À´Ï ³»°¡ Á¤¸®ÇÑ Ä§´ë¿¡¼ Á×°Ú¾î I'm a snake in the garden of bones ³ª´Â »À°¡ ³Î¸° Á¤¿øÀÇ ¹ì I'm a loner in a world of clones ³ª´Â º¹Á¦Àΰ£ÀÇ ¼¼»ó ¼ÓÀÇ ¿ÜÅçÀÌ I'm the piece that don't belong, see I roam ³ ¿©±â ¸ÂÁö ¾Ê´Â Á¶°¢, ±×·¡ ³ ¶°µ¹Áö where the the Reaper roam till they put my name on a stone Àú½Â»çÀÚ°¡ ³» À̸§À» ¹¦ºñ¿¡ ÀûÀ» ¶§±îÁö [Chorus 2X] [Black Thought] The longest walk I'll probably ever be on ¾î¼¸é °¡Àå ¿À·¡ °È°ÔµÉ ±æ The Road to Perdition, guess I'm finna get my plea on "ÆÄ¸ê·Î ÇâÇÏ´Â ±æ" (Road to Perdition), ÀÌÁ¨ ¿øÇÏ´Â °ÍÀ» ¿ä±¸ÇÏ·ÁÇØ I pray these wings strong enough to carry me on ÀÌ ³¯°³°¡ ³¯ ³¡±îÁö µ¥·Á´ÙÁÙ Á¤µµ·Î °ÇÏ±æ ºô¾î I promise every second felt as if it took an eon ´À²¼´ø 1ÃÊ 1ÃÊ ¸ðµÎ ¿µ°ÌÀÇ ½Ã°£ °°¾ÒÁö Walking like the lost boys of Sierra Leone ½Ã¿¡¶ó¸®¿ÂÀÇ ±æ ÀÒÀº ¼Ò³âó·³ °É¾î The trail of tears what they got me like a Cherokee on ´«¹°ÀÇ ÈçÀû, ±×µéÀº ³¯ Cherokee Á·Ã³·³ Àâ¾ÒÁö Between the ears something I require therapy on µÎ ±Í »çÀÌ¿£ Ä¡·á°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇÑ °ÍÀÌ ÀÖ¾î(?) for the working the bone like my name Robert Dion ¸¶Ä¡ Robert DionÀÌ ³» À̸§ÀεíÀÌ »À·Î ÆÄ°íµé¾î I go above and beyond, the duty called, truly y'all ³ À§·Î, ´õ ³Ê¸Ó·Î °¡, ÇÒ ÀÏÀÌ ÀÖ¾î, À̸¸ Even though they kind of blew me off like a booty call »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ³¯ â³à ºÎ¸¥ °ÍÀÎ¾ç ³ªÁß¿£ ³»ÂѾƹö¸®±ä ÇÏÁö¸¸ Asked me if I'm just another muli or a movie star ³»°Ô Ȥ½Ã ¿µÈ ¹è¿ì³ª ±×·±°Å ¾Æ´Ï³Ä°í ¹°¾î Forced to face the +music+ like a graduate of Juilliard Juilliard Çб³ Á¹¾÷»ýó·³ ¾î¿ ¼ö ¾øÀÌ À½¾Ç°ú ´ë¸éÇØ Walk alone, talk alone, get my Charlie Parker on Ȧ·Î °È°í, Ȧ·Î ¸»Çϰí, Charlie Parker¸¦ ÀÔÁö Make my make alone, shed light upon the dark alone Ȧ·Î ¹ú°í, ¾îµÒ¿¡ ºûÀ» ºñÃßÁö Get my sparkle on, it's a mission I'm embarking on ¹Ý¦°Å·Á, ÀÌ°Ç ³»°¡ ¸Ã°í ÀÖ´Â ÀÓ¹« A kamikaze in the danger zone far from home Áý¿¡¼ ¸Ö¸® ¶³¾îÁø À§ÇèÁö´ë¿¡¼ ÇÏ´Â ÀÚÆø ¹Ì¼Ç [Chorus 2X] |
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