How did we end up like this?
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¾î¼´Ù ¿ì¸®°¡ ÀÌ·¸°Ô ³¡³ª ¹ö·ÈÀ»±î?
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We were supposed to be forever you and I.
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³Ê¿Í ³ ¿µ¿øÇÒ ÁÙ ¾Ë¾Ò´Âµ¥
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We said we should show the world to each other
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and never let anything come between us.
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¿ì¸° ¼·ÎÀÇ ¼¼°è¸¦ º¸¿©ÁÖ°í
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¿ì¸® »çÀÌ¿¡ ¾î¶² °Íµµ ºñ¹ÐÀ־ ¾ÈµÈ´Ù°í ¸»ÇßÁö
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But something always comes between
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ÇÏÁö¸¸ ´Ã µÑ»çÀÌ¿£ ¹º°¡ ºñ¹ÐÀÌ Àֱ⸶·ÃÀÌ°í
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and someone always lose their love first.
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´©±º°¡ ´Ã »ç¶ûÀ» ¸ÕÀú ÀÒÁö
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But why can it never be me?
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³»°¡ ±× »ç¶÷ÀÌ ¾ÈµÇ¶õ ¹ýÀº ¾øÁö ¾Ê°Ú¾î?
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And now you only see me so you can ease
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your own bad guilt and help me pull trough this thing.
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ÀÌÁ¦ ³Í ³× ³ª»Û ÁËÃ¥°¨¸¦ °¡º±°ÔÇÏ°í
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³»°¡ ÀÌ ÀÏÀ» ±Øº¹ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â ¹æÇâÀ¸·Î¸¸ ³¯ ¹Ù¶óºÁ
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But I don`t wanna pull trough anything.
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ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ ¾î¶² °Íµµ ±Øº¹ÇÏ°í ½ÍÁö ¾Ê¾Æ
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Every little awkward step
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¸ðµç ÀÛÀº ¼Å÷ °ÉÀ½
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and every time that you sort of hold your breath right before you get a joke.
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³×°¡ ³ó´ãÀ» ÀÌÇØÇϱ⠹ٷÎÀü¿¡ ¼ûÀ» °¡´Ùµë´Â ¸ðµç ¼ø°£
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And the way you fall asleep in my arms.
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³» Ç°¾È¿¡¼ ³×°¡ Àáµå´Â ±× ¹æ½Ä
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And every time that you smile.
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³×°¡ ¹Ì¼ÒÁþ´Â ¸ðµç ¼ø°£
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its cuts truth my chest like a knife.
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ÀÌ·± °ÍµéÀÌ ³» °¡½¿À» Įó·³ Âñ·¯
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Cause I know that I will never lay next to you again and drown in your skin
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and call you mine.
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¿Ö³Ä¸é ´Ù½Ã´Â ³×°ç¿¡ ´¯Áöµµ ³× »ì°á¿¡ ÃëÇÏÁöµµ ³Î ³»°ÍÀ̶ó ºÎ¸£Áöµµ ¾ÊÀ»°É ¾Æ´Ï±î
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And now that I don`t have you it`s like I see you
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everywhere and when did this town get so small?
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ÀÌÁ¦ ³Í ³»°ÍÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï¾ß
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¸ðµç °÷¿¡¼ ³Î º¸´Â µí ÇØ
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¾ðÁ¦ À̵¿³×°¡ ÀÌ·¸°Ô ÀÛ¾ÆÁ³Áö?
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And my, my friends they try to comfort me
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by dragging me to parties and get me drunk
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and make me hook up with all kinds of people.
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ÆÄƼ¿¡ ²ø°í°¡¼ ¼ú¿¡ ÃëÇÏ°Ô ÇÏ°í ¸ðµç Á¾·ùÀÇ »ç¶÷µéÀ» ¿«¾îÁÖ¸é¼
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³¯ À§·ÎÇÏ·Á´Â ³», ³» Ä£±¸µé
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But I don`t care and I always leave first
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ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ ½Å°æ¾²Áö ¾Ê¾Æ
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³ ´Ã ¸ÕÀú ¶°³ªÁö
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and I sleep much more than I should.
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Æò¼Òº¸´Ù ÈξÀ ¸¹ÀÌ ÀÚ
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I know that this will pass and will feel better.
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À̰͵µ ÀØÇôÁö°í ±âºÐµµ ³ª¾ÆÁú°Å¶õ°É ¾Ë¾Æ
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But why is it still always so fucking hard
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to handle these things?
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ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿Ö ¿©ÀüÈ÷ ÀÌ·±ÀÏÀº ´Ù·ç±â°¡ ´Ã Á×µµ·Ï Èûµç°É±î?
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Every little awkward step
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¸ðµç ÀÛÀº ¼Å÷ °ÉÀ½
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and every time that you sort of hold your breath right before you get a joke.
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³ó´ãÀ» ÀÌÇØÇϱ⠹ٷΠÀü ³»°¡ ¼ûÀ» °¡´Ùµë´Â ¸ðµç ¼ø°£
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And the way you fall asleep in my arms.
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³» Ç°¾È¿¡¼ ³×°¡ Àáµå´Â ±× ¹æ½Ä
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And every time that you smile.
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³×°¡ ¹Ì¼ÒÁþ´Â ¸ðµç ¼ø°£
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its cuts truth my chest like a knife.
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ÀÌ·±°Ô Įó·³ ³» °¡½¿À» ÁøÂ¥ Â´Â µíÇØ
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Cause I know that I will never lay next to you again
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and drown in your skin and call you mine.
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¿Ö³Ä¸é ´Ù½Ã´Â ³» °ç¿¡ ´¯Áöµµ ³× »ì°á¿¡ ÃëÇÏÁöµµ ³Î ³»°ÍÀ̶ó ºÎ¸£Áöµµ ¾ÊÀ»°É ¾Æ´Ï±î.
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Every Little Awkward Step
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Lasse Lindh |