I need an airbag.
Before I crash into the encroaching,
massive sorrow.
For the nights that I don’t want to be
home, taxi driver swerves around the shortcuts.
On radio, the verbose DJ’s on with easy-laugh
guests and won’t play music, their conversations drag out.
If it was any other day, I would have asked
the driver to change the frequency, well, I don’t have a song I want to listen
to anyways.
I mute my thoughts so they can jabber on.
Laughter explodes, trails words that I
don’t understand, but seeing as how the rigid taxi driver is chuckling along,
it must be trending.
Perhaps I was an island all by myself.
Finally, someone’s request is playing.
It’s a very sad song, one that I once used
to really like.
Would he be also by himself,
At a place where a long day sojourns,
sleeps for a while?
I need an airbag.
Before I crash into
the encroaching, massive sorrow.
I need an airbag. It’s
too late to steer away.
Nowadays, there are tons of things to tidy
up, and I don’t get drunk easily either. But then again, it’s not like I avoid
going for drinks.
Is it because I don’t want to be alone?
Or is it because I want to be visibly
alone?
Loneliness is only natural for me.
Even if there is someone by me, would there
be enough of me to share?
It’s a question mark that I don’t want to
hang on.
But thankfully that’s when a loud voice on
the phone latches onto my ears. Sounds like the planned get-together got
cancelled.
As the taxi driver grumble away off phone,
my eyes wander to the family photo tacked on to the taximeter, crooked.
Is it because I’m without home or path to
walk down on, that I wander?
Or is it because I don’t have anyone
waiting for me, even though I’ve got plenty of places to be
I need an airbag.
Before I crash into
the encroaching, massive sorrow.
I need an airbag.
It’s too late to steer
away.
I guess I’m all alone again.
I guess I’m all alone again.
I guess I’m all alone again.
I’m precarious right now.
I’m dangerous right now.
Don’t hit me.
When did it start, looking out the window
Rain’s already pooled around on the
streets, as if it’s been raining for a while.
Then I see the reflection of the electronic
board by the side of the road.
Why is it then the tears swell up, at the
thought of you, who must be living just fine.
How lonely the number 1 looked tacked on
next to the word ‘death’
I need an airbag.
Before I crash into the encroaching,
massive sorrow.
I need an airbag.
It’s too late to steer
away.
It’s the kind of night
when I miss you. My heart, rains and slides.
I need you, yes I need
you, my airbag.
I need an airbag
daga oneun geodae han seulpeume, budi jhigi jeone
jibe ga gi shilheun bamimyeon taekshi gisa
ajeosshi ga bbareun gilman pihae ga
radio eseon, mal manheun dijei ga
shwibge useo juneun gesuteu wa norae neun teulji anhji daehwa ga
gireo jyeo
pyeong sangshi en deudgi shilheo seo
jupa sureul dollyeo dalla haet getjiman mwo
deudgo shipeun norae do eobtneunde
gyesok tteo deulge, nae saenggak eumso georeul hae
alsu eobtneun mare pokso ga i eojigo
gudeun pyojeongi eotdeon, gisa ajeosshi do
hamkke utneun geoseul boni yojeum tteuneun yuhaen geo inga bwa
eojjeomyeon naman seom inga bwa
kkeutnae, nugun ga ye shincheong goki sogae dwae
hanttae cham joha haetdeon seulpeun norae
jeo saram do honja isseulkka
gin haru ga jamshi jamdeuneun gose
I need an airbag
daga oneun geodae han seulpeume, budi jhigi jeone
I need an airbag
pihagi en neomu neujeosseo
yojeumeun jeongri hal iildo manha, jal chwi hajido anha
geureoh dago sul jarireul pihaji do anha
honja itgi shileun geolkka
animyeon nune ttwige honja igo shipeun geolkka
naege wero umeun dang yeonhae, gwayeon nae gyeote nugun ga
itdago haeseo nanwo gajil naega isseulkka
dalgi shileun mureum pyo, dahaeng hido geuttae
keuge tonghwa jungin moksori ga kwiro butne
yaksok jabhin, sul mo imi chwiso dwaet nabwa
jeonhwareul kkeunhgo mwonga torajin
ajeosshi neun tudeol daego nae shiseoneun
miteogi wi e bbitul eojige butyeo noheun gajok sajin
bang hwang hage dweneun geon
jibi eobseoseo hoeun gal giri eobseoseo ilkka
gal goseun manha do
geu eodi edo nareul gidarineun sarami eobseoseo ilkka
I need an airbag
daga oneun geodae han seulpeume, budi jhigi jeone
I need an airbag
pihagi en neomu neujeosseo
I guess I’m all alone again
I guess I’m all alone again
I guess I’m all alone again
Once again
I guess I’m all alone again
I guess I’m all alone again
I guess I’m all alone again
Once again
na jigeum, wiheom hae
na jigeum, wiheom hae
budij chijima
eonje ogi shijak haetneunji
eoneusae chang bakkeul boni biga naerinji
han chami dwen deushi bit muri gil badake goyeo
geu wi e bichin gyotong sago jeon gwang pani boyeo
ittae wae, jal salgo isseul nega
hapil gieoki na nunmuri go ineunji
samang iran daneo yeope sutja
iri eojjina, werobge bo ineunji
I need an airbag
daga oneun geodae han seulpeume, budi jhigi jeone
I need an airbag
pihagi en neomu neujeosseo
nega geuri un ibam
biga ogo mikkeu reoji neun nae maeum
I need you, yes I need you, my airbag
I guess I’m all alone again
I guess I’m all alone again
I guess I’m all alone again (Guess I’m all alone)
Once again
I guess I’m all alone again
I guess I’m all alone again
I guess I’m all alone again
Not again.
