Memo..! (잊기전에 메모..!)
Wonstein
Memo..! (Before I Forget..!)
Life's a second viewing outdoor festival
Naked girl, you know you're the best, come here
But that doesn't mean I'm gonna strip down
(But) but, when I empty my glass, I start to feel bold
I can't hold back anymore, I'm ready, bring it on
Hippy girl, you know you're the best, stay humble
But that doesn't mean I’m gonna meddle
(But) but, when I empty my glass, we become friends
Jot it down before the film cuts out
Write it down before I forget
Jot it down before the film cuts out
Write it down before I forget
When I get home, I’ll feed the cat and my girlfriend
When I hop in a cab, I’ll shoot a text saying I’m on my way
Looking out the window, no stars in sight
The neon lights here and there light up the place
I’ll just listen to the driver’s playlist today
The car radio talks about another world
If I can’t last a minute and check my phone
I see faces I don’t want to see, it just tires me out
If you can’t say what you feel, it becomes a sickness
Those fools hate the guy who gives advice
I’m not great at managing my Insta, it’s tough for me
Even the girls who wanted a guy like me are leaving one by one
Life's a second viewing outdoor festival
Naked girl, you know you're the best, come here
But that doesn't mean I'm gonna strip down
(But) but, when I empty my glass, I start to feel bold
I can't hold back anymore, I'm ready, bring it on
Hippy girl, you know you're the best, stay humble
But that doesn't mean I’m gonna meddle
(But) but, when I empty my glass, we become friends
Jot it down before the film cuts out
Write it down before I forget
No matter what, people just go with the flow
I feel like my parents are forcing themselves to fit in
When I speak up, you say you can’t understand me
And we end up not being able to talk face to face
Honestly, I feel like I lost you
And that makes me feel wronged
I tear everything down and get mad
That damn social media is going crazy these days
It’s about time I change my lines
We lost focus for a second, I almost became my past self
Fighting with those who talk shit about me gets me nowhere
I keep talking about things that should be ignored
And then I find the loneliness tucked away in my heart
Don’t hesitate, just call me, it’s cozy, not cramped
I’m good with this, you can’t drink, so let’s have lemonade
You probably have things to say too, sorry I can’t ask
When it gets tough, will you read my notes to me? Your memo
Jot it down before the film cuts out
Write it down before I forget
Life's a second viewing outdoor festival
Naked girl, you know you're the best, come here
But that doesn't mean I'm gonna strip down
(But) but, when I empty my glass, I start to feel bold
I can't hold back anymore, I'm ready, bring it on
Hippy girl, you know you're the best, stay humble
But that doesn't mean I’m gonna meddle
(But) but, when I empty my glass, we become friends