Dionysus


Dionysus
(Drink it up, a mouthful)
Wine glass (sippin’) Crossed arms (tippin’)
Thyrsus (grippin’) Grapes (eatin’)
(Drink it up, a mouthful)
The mood (keep it) D style (rip it)
Here (kill it) let’s steal it, the illest

Just get drunk like Dionysus, wine glass in one hand, thyrsus in the other hand.
Inside the transparent crystal glass, art splashes around.
Well, are is like alcohol, you get drunk when you drink it, fool.
You dunno, you dunno, you dunno what to do with…
Let me show you, I’m pursuing something completely different.
With a mic made of ivy and rough wood,
There is never a sound that comes out in just one breath.

Until the sun rises, where the party at,
Until we fall asleep, where the party at,
Sing it, sing it again,
Drink it, drink it again.
We are born twice.

(Drink it up, a mouthful)
The pain of creating, the scolding of the generation,
(Drink it up, a mouthful)
The communication with myself…
Okay, now I’m ready for sure.

All drink, drink, drink, drink my wine glass, ay.
All fall, fall, fall for a crazy artist.
One glass (one shot), Two glasses (two shots)
Drunk on art, sing ongheya~
All drink, drink, drink, drink my wine glass, ay.
All fall, fall, fall for a crazy artist.
One glass (one shot), Two glasses (two shots)
Striking a kkwaenggwari, sing ongheya~

(Drink it up, a mouthful)
Wine glass (sippin’) Crossed arms (tippin’)
Thyrsus (grippin’) Grapes (eatin’)
(Drink it up, a mouthful)
The mood (keep it) D style (rip it)
Here (kill it) let’s steal it, the illest

Right now, I’m at the door of the world,
The loud cheers I hear when I step on the stage.
Can’t you see my stacked broken thyrsus?
Now I’m born again, finally (finally, eh oh)

When the night comes mumble, mumble, mumble.
When the night comes tumble, tumble, tumble.
Filling the studio, low, low, low voices,
Bass drum goes like dum, dum, dum, yeah.

Until the sun rises, where the party at,
Until we fall asleep, where the party at,
Sing it, sing it again,
Drink it, drink it again.
We are born twice.

(Drink it up, a mouthful)
The pain of creating, the scolding of the generation,
(Drink it up, a mouthful)
The communication with myself…
Okay, now I’m ready for sure.

All drink, drink, drink, drink my wine glass, ay.
All fall, fall, fall for a crazy artist.
One glass (one shot), Two glasses (two shots)
Drunk on art, sing ongheya~
All drink, drink, drink, drink my wine glass, ay.
All fall, fall, fall for a crazy artist.
One glass (one shot), Two glasses (two shots)
Striking a kkwaenggwari, sing ongheya~

Wherever in the world we show up it’s a stadium party, ay.
Born as a Kpop idol, a reincarnated artist, a reincarnated artist, a reincarnated artist,
Whether I’m an idol or an artist doesn’t matter cheers.
At this level, even art is like drinking too much, too much, yeah.
Breaking a new record is a race with myself, a race yeah.
Raise your glass for a toast, one shot, but I’m still thirsty… what!

(Are you ready for this? Are you ready to get hyped up?
C’mon, let’s go!)

All drink, drink, drink, drink my wine glass, ay.
All fall, fall, fall for a crazy artist.
One glass (one shot), Two glasses (two shots)
Drunk on art, sing ongheya~
All drink, drink, drink, drink my wine glass, ay.
All fall, fall, fall for a crazy artist.
One glass (one shot), Two glasses (two shots)
Striking a kkwaenggwari, sing ongheya~

(Drink it up, a mouthful)
Wine glass (sippin’) Crossed arms (tippin’)
Thyrsus (grippin’) Grapes (eatin’)
(Drink it up, a mouthful)
The mood (keep it) D style (rip it)
Here (kill it) let’s steal it, the illest

(Drink it up, a mouthful)
Wine glass (sippin’) Crossed arms (tippin’)
Thyrsus (grippin’) Grapes (eatin’)
(Drink it up, a mouthful)
The mood (keep it) D style (rip it)
Here (kill it) let’s steal it, the illest

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