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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