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Receipt (Prod. by Yosi)

96년 1월 2일
내가 세상에 처음 고개 내민 날
누나와 형이 신나 날 만지려다 혼나 눈이 동그래진 날
엄마, 아빠의 눈가에
뜨거운 눈물이 세번째로 맺힌 날
당시엔 둘째까지인 보험 혜택을 못 받아
내 이름에 처음으로 영수증이 달린 날

내가 말을 틀쯤에
누나와 형과 함께 있던 놀이방에
공 풀장의 파도도 잔잔해지고 배꼽시계 소리가, ay
요란할 때 마침 엄마가 와
쓰다듬어보는 내 하루종일 주린 배
저녁 찬거리 가득인 장바구니엔
길게 또아릴 튼 저 흰 종이 뱀

아직도 기억이나 잊지 못해 적응이 안돼
많이 울던 유치원 땡-하고
종치면 짠 데리러 온 아빠의 거칠은 손이
나보다 무지 컸을 때
말없이 장난감 가게의 선물을 사주셨지
내 눈물이 그쳤을 즈음
′생일도 아닌데' 란 생각을 할 때
버려달라시던 영수증

보이는게 다인 나이
사춘기 아이, 딴 애들과의
사이에 차이가 이 갈릴 듯이 예민함이
과잉 적으로 쌓인 나의 시야에 차있는건
잘나가는 애들이 멘 가방 라이플
흔히 말해 일진스타일 life
확 줄여입던 험멜 카파
근데 내 현실은 겁나 큰 사이즈 마이

엄마에게 거짓말을해
이것저것 준비물이 필요하고 걔한텐
얻어먹은게 많아 내가 사줘야할 상황
토요일엔 C.A. 활동비 가져가야 하는데
이런저런 핑계로 탄 용돈으로 산 츄리닝 위아래
어디서 났냔 누나의 말에 친구가 줬다했지
주머니 속 영수증을 구긴 담에

그해 겨울
노스페이스 열풍
700에 혈안인 분위기인걸
엄마에게 털어놔 애들은 떡볶이보다
패딩 입는다고 구구절절
넘 비싸길래 폴햄으로 사왔단
엄마에게 갖은 불만을 다 퍼부었을즈음
화난 형의 눈초리와 초라하게 구겨져있던
엄마 손의 영수증

때론 위로를 위해 미련을 버려 혹은
내 욕심만을 채우려 털어
알량한 자존심을 내세우면서
저 속 깊이 숨긴 영수증처럼
좀처럼 마르지 않는 잉크 말리려
한숨을 쉬는 신세
부끄러움 감추려 부끄럽게도 걸
맞지 않는 사치를 부려 계속 인쇄

내 영수증이 처음 발행됐었던 그 날
그 값을 나 대신 부모님이 긁은 날
처음 고개를 내밀었을 때보다 머리가 큰 난
다짐하고 꿈꿨어 그 모든걸 내 손으로 찢는 날을

Receipt (Prod. by Yosi)

January 2, 1996
The day I first peeked into the world
The day my sister and brother touched me with excitement and their eyes widened with confusion
Hot tears formed in my mother and father's eyes
for the third time
At that time, I did not receive the insurance benefits of a second child
The day my name was first attached to a receipt

When I was about to speak
At the playground where I was with my sister and brother
The waves of the ball pool became calm and the sound of the digital clock, ay
It was noisy when my mother suddenly came
And caressed my stomach that had been hungry all day
The basket full of dinner ingredients
Had a long white paper snake

I still can't forget the memory
Kindergarten, where I cried a lot, went by in a flash
When the bell rang, my father's rough hands
That came to pick me up
Were so much bigger than me
When I was a child
When I thought, 'It's not my birthday'
The receipt that I wanted to throw away

The age when everything is visible
Adolescence, the difference between me and others
My sensitivity was so great that it felt like it would explode
In my field of vision, which was excessively filled
The bags that the popular kids carried were like rifles
Commonly known as the "Bully Style" life
Hummel Kappa, which I used to wear
But my reality was like an oversized shirt for me

I lied to my mother
I said that I needed various supplies and he
Freeloaded off of me, so I had to buy him things
On Saturday, I had to bring C.A. activity fees
Tracksuit top and bottom bought with pocket money
Where did you get it? My sister asked and I said a friend gave it to me
Crumpling the receipt in my pocket

That winter
North Face craze
The atmosphere was like 700 people
I told my mother that they were like rice cakes
What? wearing a padded jacket
I said I bought it from Polham because it was too expensive
When I poured out my frustrations to my mother
My brother's angry eyes and my mother's wrinkled hands
Holding the receipt

Sometimes, to comfort me, I would give up my vanity
Or just to satisfy my greed
Pretending to have a small bit of self-esteem
I hid it deep inside, like a receipt
To keep the ink from drying
I sighed
To hide my shame, I shamelessly
Bought luxury items that didn't fit me and kept printing

The day my receipt was first issued
The day my parents paid for it instead of me
I, who have a bigger head than when I was first born
I made a vow and dreamed that I would tear it all up with my own hands