THE FORECAST ON MY OWN FACE
Four members, three years of training, and a debut that landed on the exact week the market turned
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- C# minor
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.59
- vocal at
- 1.9s
- length
- 2:05
- language
- Ko
lyrics
(forecast) Uri-neun eolgul-eul nalssi-cheoreom gwanlihanda We manage our faces the way a port manages a season Bi ol geol algo, mianhaji anha Knowing rain is coming and never apologising for it They taught us the mirror before the melody Which tells you what is actually being sold And we learned it, and we are very good, and that is the problem The forecast on my own face, my own face I can read it at forty paces in a dark room The forecast on my own face, my own face And I have not once been surprised by my own weather Chinhan chinguga muleotda: neo gwaenchanha? A friend asked if I was fine and I gave a good answer Cha an-eseo yeonseup-han daedab-ieotda I had rehearsed it in a car. That is the whole confession. Somewhere under seven years of training there is a face that does something on its own when nobody is looking. I would like to meet her. I have an appointment. It keeps moving. The forecast on my own face, my own face I can read it at forty paces in a dark room The forecast on my own face, my own face And I have not once been surprised by my own weather (rehearsed in a car...)