• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Aside - Agathocles
• Aside - Shinee
• Aside - Weakerthans
• Aside - The Weakerthans
• Aside - Thumb
• Aside - Wedding Crashers Soundtrack

Wandering in the streets when the sun goes down
While my feelings start to freeze
Thinking about my life, things happened in the past
While kissing a misty breeze
Street lights popping on, sun has totally gone
My shadow starts to creep
I take its hand, as my guide
and together we softly weep
a cold fog turns our tears to ice
as we’re looking at past lies
it’s time to clear our constant fears
and to manipulate life’s fucking dice
while walking between grey concrete blocks
we realize our good luck
while crossing the street, we look aside

Bamsae neoui eolgureul geuryeobodaga
Jemeotdaero han sangsange minmanghaejigon hae
Eoneusae nae aneseo nega keojyeobeoryeosseo
Neon moreugetjiman
Neol majuhaneun nari manhajilsurok
Eokjiro ssamaen nae gamjeongi deulkilkka bwa geobina
Sasil haengbokhan neoui eolguri
Nan gajang himdeureo
Nal bomyeo useul ttae mada mam sok gipeun goseseon
Simgakhaejineun byeongi isseoyo
Ireomyeon an doeneunde neol ango sipeo
Neukkigo sipeo hamkke kkumkkugo sipeo
Hangsang neol saranghaejuneun geuga cham mipdagado
Haneobsi bureowojigon haeyo
Hajiman eonjenganeun orosi nae mam damaseo
Oraedoen iyagi hagopa neoui soneul japgoseo
Geotjabeul su eobsi dugeundaeneun naren
Igijeogin gobaegeul neoege hal sudo itjiman
Geunde geu hue urin eojjeojyo
Nan geuge duryeowo
Nal bomyeo useul ttae mada mam sok gipeun goseseon
Simgakhaejineun byeongi isseoyo
Ireomyeon an doeneunde neol ango sipeo
Neukkigo sipeo hamkke kkumkkugo sipeo
Hangsang neol saranghaejuneun geuga cham mipdagado
Haneobsi bureowojigon haeyo
Hajiman eonjenganeun orosi nae mam damaseo
Oraedoen iyagi hagopa
Cheoeum neoui nunmureul bwatdeon geu nari saenggagi na
Hasoyeonhadeon neoreul bomyeo nan motdoen gidaereul haesseotji
Jigeum nae apen neomu nunbusin du saram geurigo
Seotun yeongil haneun naega isseo
Ireon babo gateun nal seuseuro kkujijeobwado
Gaseumeun gaseumeun yeojeonhi neol hyanghago inna bwa
Yaksokdoeeo inneun geotcheoreom deutji motaneun ne ape
Honjaseo nan jungeolgeoryeo negero gago sipeo
Eonjenganeun orosi nae mam damaseo

Measure me in metered lines
And one decisive stare
The time it takes to get from here to there
My ribs that show through t-shirts
And these shoes I got for free
I'm unconsoled
I'm lonely
I am so much better than I used to be
Terrified of telephones
And shopping malls and knives
Drowning in the pools of other lives
Rely a bit too heavily
On alcohol and irony
Get clobbered on by courtesy
In love with love and lousy poetry
And I'm leaning on this broken fence
Between past and present tense
And I'm losing all those stupid games
That I swore I'd never play
But it almost feels okay
Circumnavigate this body
Of wonder and uncertainty
Armed with every precious failure
And amature cartography
I'm breathing deep before
I spread those maps out on my bedroom floor
And I'm leaning on this broken fence
Between past and present tense
And I'm losing all those stupid games
That I swore I'd never play
But it feels okay
And I'm leaving with goodbye
And I'm losing but I'll try
With the last ways left
To remember sing

Measure me in metered lines
And one decisive stare
The time it takes to get from here to there
My ribs that show through t-shirts
And these shoes I got for free
I'm unconsoled
I'm lonely
I am so much better than I used to be
Terrified of telephones
And shopping malls and knives
Drowning in the pools of other lives
Rely a bit too heavily
On alcohol and irony
Get clobbered on by courtesy
In love with love and lousy poetry
And I'm leaning on this broken fence
Between past and present tense
And I'm losing all those stupid games
That I swore I'd never play
But it almost feels okay
Circumnavigate this body
Of wonder and uncertainty
Armed with every precious failure
And amature cartography
I'm breathing deep before
I spread those maps out on my bedroom floor
And I'm leaning on this broken fence
Between past and present tense
And I'm losing all those stupid games
That I swore I'd never play
But it feels okay
And I'm leaving with goodbye
And I'm losing but I'll try
With the last ways left
To remember sing
My imperfect offering

You have a picture of me inside your head, you have it all planned out
Although we never met. You know the story, now you want me to play my role,
a puppet on a string with no mind of my own.
You're taking control of ev'rything that I know, ev'rywhere that I go
And ev'rything that I show...you don't wanna see me, the way I wanna see me, I wanna
feel free
For you...there's no pride!
For me...I just can't hide like this no more!
The truth...I can't ignore!
Don't you wanna do this...I cannot!
Don't you wanna do that...I will not!
What you wanna do?
I've got to pull myself aside!
What I've felt, what I've known, never shining through in what I've shown, now I
remember the words in a metallica song and they so perfectly state where I'm coming
from , cause even though I'm in the public-eye, doesn't mean that I have to give up
myself. I wanna be my own property, with the liberty to decide for myself...tell me
what right do you have in me, you try to change my personality, anywhere the wind
blows ain't me, so go where you gotto go...without me!
For you...there's no pride!
For me...I just can't hide like this no more!
The truth...I can't ignore!
Don't you wanna do this...I cannot!
Don't you wanna do that...I will not!
What you wanna do?
I've got to pull myself aside!
From what I see and what I feel, from what I hear, this can't be real,'cause what I
have ain't mine to keep...forever me!
'cause you'll break me down, you'll cut me out, you'll shut me out
no more!

Measure me in metered lines, in one decisive stare,
the time it takes to get from here to there.
My ribs that show through t-shirts and these shoes I got for free;
I'm unconsoled, I'm lonely.
I am so much better than I used to be.
Terrified of telephones and shopping malls and knives,
And drowning in the pools of other lives.
Rely a bit to heavily on alcohol and irony.
Get clobbered on by courtesy, in love with love, and lousy poetry.
And I'm leaning on this broken fence between Past and Present tense.
And I'm losing all those stupid games that I swore I'd never play.
But it almost feels okay.
Circumnavigate this body of wonder and uncertainty.
Armed with every precious failure, and amateur cartography,
I breathe in deep before I spread those maps out on my bedroom floor.
And I'm leaving. Wave goodbye.
And I'm losing, but I'll try, with the last ways left, to remember.
Sing my imperfect offering.