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Quinn Xcii - Autopilot [๋“ฃ๊ธฐ/๊ฐ€์‚ฌ/ํ•ด์„]

by No Enter 2020. 12. 13.


Quinn Xcii - Autopilot [๋“ฃ๊ธฐ/๊ฐ€์‚ฌ/ํ•ด์„]


Dear fear, I have met you

๋‘๋ ค์›€์•„, ๋‚œ ๋„ ๋งŒ๋‚œ ์ ์ด ์žˆ์–ด

 

Laying down in this bedroom

์ด ์นจ์‹ค์— ๋ˆ„์›Œ์žˆ์„๋•Œ

 

I feel like I'm on Neptune

ํ•ด์™•์„ฑ์— ์™€์žˆ๋Š” ๊ธฐ๋ถ„์ด์•ผ

 

Open windows to breathe again

์ˆจ์‰ฌ๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ์ฐฝ๋ฌธ์„ ์—ด์–ด

 

There's no way it's holy

์ด ์‹ ์„ฑํ•œ ๊ณณ์—์„  ๋”๋Š” ๊ฐˆ ๊ณณ์ด ์—†์–ด

 

So baby, just hold me

๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋‹ˆ ์ž๊ธฐ์•ผ, ๊ทธ๋ƒฅ ๋‚  ์•ˆ์•„์ค˜

 

'Til I turn back to the old me

์˜ค๋ž˜์ „์˜ ๋‚˜๋กœ ๋Œ์•„๊ฐˆ ๋•Œ๊นŒ์ง€

 

There's some demons I need to cleanse

๊ทธ๊ณณ์—” ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์—†์• ์•ผ ํ•  ์•…๋งˆ๋“ค์ด ์žˆ์–ด

โ€‹

Why they got me here,

๊ทธ๋“ค์€ ์™œ ๋‚  ์ด๊ณณ์— ๋ฐ๋ ค์™”์„๊นŒ

 

Why they got me here?

์™œ ๋ฐ๋ ค์˜จ ๊ฑธ์ง€?

 

When can I leave?

์–ธ์ œ ๋– ๋‚  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š”๊ฑฐ์•ผ?

 

It's like I'm in Black Mirror,

๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋ธ”๋ž™๋ฏธ๋Ÿฌ์— ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์•„

 

It's been the last five years

์ง€๋‚œ 5๋…„์ด ํ˜๋ €์–ด

โ€‹

Why's my mind on autopilot all the time?

๋‚ด ๋งˆ์Œ์€ ์™œ ํ•ญ์ƒ ๋”ด ์„ธ์ƒ์— ๊ฐ€ ์žˆ์„๊นŒ?

 

I'm feeling like the world's back on rewind

์„ธ์ƒ์ด ๋ฐ˜๋Œ€๋กœ ํ˜๋Ÿฌ๊ฐ€๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š”๊ฑฐ ๊ฐ™์•„

 

I can't seem to find the words to define

์ด๊ฑธ ํ‘œํ˜„ํ•  ๋‹จ์–ด๊ฐ€ ์—†์–ด

 

The way I feel when I go through this

๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ด๊ฑธ ๊ฒช์„ ๋•Œ ๋‚˜์˜ ๊ธฐ๋ถ„์„

 

My mind's on autopilot all the time

๋‚ด ๋งˆ์Œ์€ ํ•ญ์ƒ ๊ณต์ƒ์— ์ž ๊ฒจ์žˆ์ง€

 

My window pane is as grey as the sky

๋‚ด ์ฐฝ๋ฌธ์€ ํ•˜๋Š˜์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ์žฟ๋น›์ด์•ผ

 

Just can't get one single word to define

์ด๊ฑธ ํ‘œํ˜„ํ•  ๋‹จ์–ด๋ฅผ ํ•˜๋‚˜๋„ ๋ชป ์ฐพ๊ฒ ์–ด

 

The way I feel when I go through this, ayy

๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ด๊ฑธ ๊ฒช์„ ๋•Œ์˜ ๋‚˜์˜ ๊ธฐ๋ถ„์„ ํ‘œํ˜„ํ•  ๋‹จ์–ด๋ฅผ ๋ง์ด์•ผ

โ€‹

On myself, I am sleeping

๋‚ด ์Šค์Šค๋กœ๋Š”, ๋‚˜๋Š” ์ž๊ณ  ์žˆ์–ด

 

All my thoughts are misleading

๋‚ด ๋ชจ๋“  ์ƒ๊ฐ๋“ค์€ ์˜คํ•ด๋ฅผ ๋ถˆ๋Ÿฌ์ผ์œผํ‚ค๊ณ 

 

That shit gets my heart beating

๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ฒƒ๋“ค์ด ๋‚ด ์‹ฌ์žฅ์„ ๋›ฐ๊ฒŒ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ์–ด

 

way too fast, I'm needing

๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๋นจ๋ฆฌ ๋ง์ด์•ผ, ๋‚œ ํ•„์š”ํ•ด

 

Sanity or some reason

๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ œ์ •์‹ ์ด ๋“ค๊ฒŒ ํ•  ์–ด๋–ค ์ด์œ ๊ฐ€

 

Can't blame on this season

์ด ๊ณ„์ ˆ์„ ํƒ“ํ•  ์ˆœ ์—†์–ด

 

Rain or shine, I still feel them

๋น—์ค„๊ธฐ๋‚˜ ๋น›์„, ๋‚œ ๊ทธ๊ฒƒ๋“ค์„ ์•„์ง๋„ ๋Š๋ผ๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฑธ

 

Hold me back from freedom

์ž์œ ๋กœ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ๋ถ™์žก์•„์ค˜

โ€‹

Now they got me here,

๊ทธ๋“ค์€ ๋งˆ์นจ๋‚ด ๋‚  ์—ฌ๊ธฐ๋กœ ๋ฐ๋ ค์™”์–ด

 

Now they got me here

๋‚˜๋ฅผ ๋˜ ์—ฌ๊ธฐ์— ๋ฐ๋ ค์™”๋„ค

 

When can I leave?

์–ธ์ œ์ฏค ๋– ๋‚  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์ง€?

 

It's like I'm in Black Mirror,

๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋ธ”๋ž™๋ฏธ๋Ÿฌ์— ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์•„

 

It's been the last five years

์ง€๋‚œ 5๋…„์ด ํ˜๋ €์–ด

โ€‹

Why's my mind on autopilot all the time?

์™œ ๋‚ด ๋งˆ์Œ์€ ํ•ญ์ƒ ๋”ด ์„ธ์ƒ์— ๊ฐ€์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฑธ๊นŒ?

 

I'm feeling like the world's back on rewind

์„ธ์ƒ์ด ๋ฐ˜๋Œ€๋กœ ํ˜๋Ÿฌ๊ฐ€๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š”๊ฑฐ ๊ฐ™์•„

 

I can't seem to find the words to define

์ด๊ฑธ ํ‘œํ˜„ํ•  ๋‹จ์–ด๊ฐ€ ์—†์–ด

 

The way I feel when I go through this

๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ด๊ฑธ ๊ฒช์„ ๋•Œ ๋‚˜์˜ ๊ธฐ๋ถ„์„

 

My mind's on autopilot all the time

๋‚ด ๋งˆ์Œ์€ ํ•ญ์ƒ ๊ณต์ƒ์— ์ž ๊ฒจ์žˆ์ง€

 

My window pane is as grey as the sky

๋‚ด ์ฐฝ๋ฌธ์€ ํ•˜๋Š˜์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ์žฟ๋น›์ด์•ผ

 

Just can't get one single word to define

์ด๊ฑธ ํ‘œํ˜„ํ•  ๋‹จ์–ด๋ฅผ ํ•˜๋‚˜๋„ ๋ชป ์ฐพ๊ฒ ์–ด

 

The way I feel when I go through this, ayy

๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ด๊ฑธ ๊ฒช์„ ๋•Œ์˜ ๋‚˜์˜ ๊ธฐ๋ถ„์„ ํ‘œํ˜„ํ•  ๋‹จ์–ด๋ฅผ ๋ง์ด์•ผ

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