외로움은 손바닥 안에

Words that I can’t grasp the meaning of

Hover chaotically on my lips

One by one, one by one, with my utmost sincerity

I cautiously sort them out in my notebook

I write, and write, and write, and write

Before I know it the bluish dawn sprouts in the east

The lumps in my chest are gradually chipped away

My left hand that grabs the pencil, loneliness, in the palm of that hand

Hook)

One, two, count the numbers

How much more is left?

Answer me

Three, four, will it work if I endure it like this?

Who will play with my loneliness?

One, two, count the numbers

Again one, two, count the numbers

One, two, I’m just enduring

One, two, I’m just enduring

Verse 2)

When class finished I always turned on my boom box

And I danced alone on the second floor of the deserted school hallway

Crashing my body into the floor alone for hours

I shed loneliness instead of sweat

I hate going to that place where I’m all alone

I walk for two hours on a cold winter night

One step, two steps, the footprints stamped in the snow

Can’t take me to my house, it’s too far

That time when I was hungry even though I ate and ate

That time when the floor of the practice room was so cold

My childhood is like a ball stuck under a car

One evening, stuck in the middle of melancholy

I turn, and turn, and turn, and turn

Only music stays up all night and cries for me

I reach out and wipe the flowing sweat

Loneliness is a callus, in the palm of my hand

Hook)

Verse 3)

When I open my eyes, suddenly I find that I’m changed

The sun sets again, to the extent of the swallowed time

In my chest there are 26 suns

With a few scars engraved by past loves

And the days I was alone, like an immature kid

Some teardrops flowed here and there

While gasping that I will show you something

I emptied a few soju glasses that were filled to the brim with inferiority

Again, I hate myself so much I’ll go crazy

My worthless self in my twenties has been carved deep into my body like a fingerprint

Trying to tear it all off, I roughly scratch my body

The few groans I shouted out in that pain around dawn

They’re all contained

[In] my stifled chest, I soothe the melancholy

That is stuck like calluses on my palms that burn every dawn

Black night, loneliness, in the palm of my hand

Hook)

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