A restless electro-pop track where physical details become a shield against distraction.
A restless electro-pop track where physical details become a shield against distraction.
There's a quiet vanity in listing your own features, but it reads as defense, not arrogance.
The song isn't celebrating the body so much as using it as a border to keep the world from swallowing your time.
A restless electro-pop track where physical details become a shield against distraction.
Look at my tongue, look at my nose
There's a quiet vanity in listing your own features, but it reads as defense, not arrogance. The song isn't celebrating the body so much as using it as a border to keep the world from swallowing your time.
The command 'Look at my tongue, look at my nose / And look at my toes' feels less like an invitation and more like a demand for witness. It's a way to anchor yourself in the physical when everything else, 'talking 'bout life', threatens to get lost or 'fucked up.' The body becomes the only thing you can point to and say, this is mine, this is here.
It's a blunt, almost childish instruction. In the middle of all the swirling talk about life and night, it forces attention onto something simple and undeniable.
The way 'They cannot fuck up my time, yeah' cuts through the haze of the production. It's the song's stubborn center.
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How's it going
How's it going
Oh now we know, yeah
Oh now we know, yeah
Know what I'm up to
Know what I'm up to
Till I'm 70, 70, you gonna be mine
Till I'm 70, 70, you gonna be mine
Talking 'bout life, yeah
Talking 'bout life, yeah
Not only for the night, yeah
Not only for the night, yeah
Gotta buckle up all night, yeah
Gotta buckle up all night, yeah
They cannot fuck up my time, yeah
They cannot fuck up my time, yeah
아직 뭘 휘적대, yeah, 술은 걸리적대
ajik mwol hwijeokdae, yeah, sureun geollijeokdae
난 안 마셔, okay, yeah, yeah, huh
nan an masyeo, okay, yeah, yeah, huh
내게 손을 건네, 이제 더 늦기 전에
naege soneul geonne, ije deo neutgi jeone
자릴 떠, 자기소개는 no, huh
jaril tteo, jagisogaeneun no, huh
거친 말투, yeah
geochin maltu, yeah
솔직한 말투, yeah
soljikan maltu, yeah
I know it's started I know I love it I know
I know it's started I know I love it I know
마치 Fighter, 더 해봐, 너의 그 표정, I know
machi Fighter, deo haebwa, neoui geu pyojeong, I know
Look at my tongue, look at my nose
Look at my tongue, look at my nose
And look at my toes
And look at my toes
Fuck up my tongue and forget my phone
Fuck up my tongue and forget my phone
Talking bout life, yeah
Talking bout life, yeah
Not only for the night, yeah
Not only for the night, yeah
Gotta buckle up all night, yeah
Gotta buckle up all night, yeah
They cannot fuck up my time, yeah
They cannot fuck up my time, yeah
Look at my tongue, look at my nose
Look at my tongue, look at my nose
And look at my toes
And look at my toes
Fuck up my tongue and forget my phone
Fuck up my tongue and forget my phone
Talking 'bout life, yeah
Talking 'bout life, yeah
Not only for the night, yeah
Not only for the night, yeah
They cannot fuck up my time, yeah
They cannot fuck up my time, yeah
움직여 바삐, Oh get it poppin'
umjigyeo bappi, Oh get it poppin'
달려 숨 가삐, 달려 숨 가삐, 움직여 바삐
dallyeo sum gappi, dallyeo sum gappi, umjigyeo bappi
Until morning, sing it for me
Until morning, sing it for me
Come hold me, console me now
Come hold me, console me now
Look at me now, do it for me now (ooh)
Look at me now, do it for me now (ooh)
High note, hit a high note (ooh)
High note, hit a high note (ooh)
I know it's started I know (ooh)
I know it's started I know (ooh)
계속 하라고 (ooh)
gyesok harago (ooh)
High note, high note
High note, high note
Look at my tongue, look at my nose
Look at my tongue, look at my nose
And look at my toes
And look at my toes
Fuck up my tongue and forget my phone
Fuck up my tongue and forget my phone
Talking 'bout life, yeah
Talking 'bout life, yeah
Not only for the night, yeah
Not only for the night, yeah
Gotta buckle up all night, yeah
Gotta buckle up all night, yeah
They cannot fuck up my time, yeah
They cannot fuck up my time, yeah
Look at my tongue, look at my nose
Look at my tongue, look at my nose
And look at my toes
And look at my toes
Fuck up my tongue and forget my phone
Fuck up my tongue and forget my phone
Talking bout life, yeah
Talking bout life, yeah
Not only for the night, yeah
Not only for the night, yeah
They cannot fuck up my time, yeah
They cannot fuck up my time, yeah
A restless electro-pop track where physical details become a shield against distraction. There's a quiet vanity in listing your own features, but it reads as defense, not arrogance. The song isn't celebrating the body so much as using it as a border to keep the world from swallowing your time.
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