Your self control makes me feel alone
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³ÊÀÇ Àڱ⠾ïÁ¦°¡ ³ª¸¦ ¿Ü·Ó°Ô ¸¸µé¾î.
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I've tried confidence, had it for breakfast today
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ÀڽۨÀ» ½ÃÇèÇغ¸¾ÒÁö¸¸ ¾Æħ¹äÀ» ¸Ô±â À§ÇÑ ¾ÆħÀº Áö±ß
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Áö±ßÇØ.
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I've lost the perfection, a mess without words
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³ª´Â Àç´ÉÀ» ÀÒ¾î¹ö·È¾î, ¸»ÀÌ ¾ø´Â È¥¶õ.
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(And) As the seasons change I'll continue to ignore
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(±×¸®°í) °èÀýÀÌ º¯ÇÏµí ³ª´Â ¹«½ÃÇØ ¹ö¸±°Å¾ß.
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The image I project - me without me
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³»°¡ Ç¥ÇöÇÏ´Â À̹ÌÁö - ³»°¡ ¾ø´Â ³ª.
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The picture that I scanned is borrowed
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³»°¡ ÈȾ´Â ¿µ»óÀº Â÷¿ëµÇ°í ÀÖÁö.
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After the education you stopped making sense to me
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³ª¿¡°Ô °¨°¢À» ¸¸µé¾îÁÖ´Â ±³À°À» ¸ØÃá ÈĺÎÅÍ.
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Seems to me that it's all the same, time and time
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again
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³»°Ô´Â ±×°ÍÀÌ ¸ðµÎ °°¾Æ º¸¿©, ½Ã°£ ±×¸®°í ¶Ç ´Ù½Ã ½Ã
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°£.
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Slowly, all that I believed in, turning into a lie
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õõÈ÷ ³»°¡ ¹Ï´Â ¸ðµç °ÍÀ» °ÅÁþÀ¸·Î ¹Ù²ÙÁö.
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To aim and miss, my supernatural art
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°Ü³ÉÇÏ°í, ºø¸ÂÃß´Â, ³» ÃÊÀÚ¿¬ÀÇ ±â¼ú
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Spending to much time with myself
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³» Àλý¿¡¼ ¾öû³ ½Ã°£À» ¼ÒºñÇÏ°í
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Trying to explaining who I am
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³»°¡ ´©±¸ÀÎÁö ¼³¸íÇÏ·Á ³ë·ÂÇϳ×.
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How come it's possible
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¾î°¼ ±×°ÍÀÌ °¡´ÉÇÑ °É±î?
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I wish there was a way
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³ª´Â ±×°÷¿¡ ±æÀÌ ÀÖ¾ú´Ù°í Èñ¸ÁÇϳ×
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(Suddenly) I feel so invincible
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(°©ÀÚ±â) ³ª´Â Á¤º¹ÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø´Â ÈûÀ» ´À³¢°í
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I'm the sculpture made out of clay
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³ª´Â ÁøÈë¿¡¼ ¸¸µé¾îÁø Á¶°¢.
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I need someone to break the silence
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³ª´Â ÀÌ Ä§¹¬À» ±ú¾îÁÙ ´©±º°¡°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇØ.
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before it all falls apart
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¸ðµç °ÍÀÌ ºÎ¼Áö±â Àü¿¡.
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I need something to cling onto
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³ª´Â ³»°Ô ÁýÂøÇØ ÁÙ ´©±º°¡°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇØ.
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before I break you in parts
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³»°¡ ³Ê¸¦ Á¶°¢Á¶°¢ ±ú¶ß·Á¹ö¸®±â Àü¿¡.
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So afraid of what you may think
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±×·¡¼ ´ç½ÅÀÌ »ý°¢ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â °ÍÀ» µÎ·Á¿öÇÏÁö.
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And all the plastic people that surrounds me
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³ª¸¦ µÑ·¯½Ñ ¸ðµç Çöó½ºÆ½ Àΰ£µé.
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I have to find the path to where it all begins
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³ª´Â ¸ðµç °ÍÀÌ ½ÃÀÛµÈ ±æÀ» ã¾Æ³»¾ß ÇØ.
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To teach the world my supernatural art
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¼¼»ó¿¡ ³ªÀÇ ÃÊÀÚ¿¬ÀûÀÎ ±â¼úÀ» °¡¸£Ä¡±â À§ÇØ.
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Clayman ( Live In Wacken 2003, Bonustrack for KOREA )
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