Текст и перевод песни pH-1 - DRESSING ROOM (Prod. Mokyo)

DRESSING ROOM (Prod. Mokyo)

거울을 보는 게 힘들 때가 있어 난
하지만 이런 나 조차도 make my mama proud
단정히 준비하고 문 밖으로 나가 명품 가방 깊이 넣어둔
내 감정을 팔아 yeah, my life′s a big drama

Sometimes it's "haha", sometimes it′s sad
멋대로 살다 listen to what Simon says
남들이 세운 기준에 난 복종하고
일시적 사랑을 원해 인스타 소통하며

시간 아까워 shouldn't give nobody power
내 삶의 가치는 Eiffel tower
곧게 위로 솟아 구름 위로 올라 갈 듯이 참 높아
그 누구 가 뭐라 하던 간에 근데 가끔 조바심에

뭘 입고 나갈지도 I don't really know anymore
(I′m stuck in the dressing room)
생각이 많아지고 I don′t think I'm ready to go

Close the door, it might take a little while for me
무슨 옷이 내게 맞는 건지
나는 몰라 같이 골라줘 pick it out for me
Baby, baby

Married the game but I′m meddling with money and the fame
Man, I shoulda signed a prenup
처음 느낀 감정은 이미 넘 희미해서 기억하는 것 조차
무의미 한지도 벌써 이-삼년

I done changed a lot 나도 날 몰라
어쩜 타인이 더 잘 아는 듯 해 나 보다
앞에 거울을 아주 빤히 바라보고 나니
밀려오는 감정은 일으켰지 쓰나미

인기와 바꾼 내 영 money와 바꾼 내 혼
돌리고 싶다가도 또 지름길 앞에 자리한 내 몸
난 내가 좋았다 싫다 멋있게도 보였다가 밉게 보임을 반복
난 인정을 원해 그래서 변해 가끔 조바심에

뭘 입고 나갈지도 I don't really know anymore
(I′m stuck in the dressing room)
생각이 많아지고 I don't think I′m ready to go

Close the door, it might take a little while for me
무슨 옷이 내게 맞는 건지
나는 몰라 같이 골라줘 pick it out for me
Baby, baby

In my dressing room, room, room, room, ooh-ooh
In my dressing room, room, room, room, ooh-ooh
In my dressing room, room, room, room, ooh-ooh
In my dressing room

DRESSING ROOM (Prod. Mokyo)

It's hard for me to look in the mirror sometimes
But even this side of me makes my mama proud
I prepare neatly and go out the door, putting my feelings deep in my designer bag
Yeah, my life is a big drama

Sometimes it's "haha", sometimes it's sad
I live my way, listen to what Simon says
I obey the standards set by others
And yearn for temporary love, communicating through Insta

Time is precious, shouldn't give anybody power
The worth of my life is the Eiffel tower
Rising straight up high, as if it's going up to the clouds
No matter what anyone says, sometimes I get impatient

And I don't really know what to wear anymore
(I'm stuck in the dressing room)
My thoughts are getting too much and I don't think I'm ready to go

Close the door, it might take a little while for me
To figure out what fits me
I don't know, pick it out for me
Baby, baby

Married the game but I'm meddling with money and the fame
Man, I shoulda signed a prenup
The first feelings I felt are already so faint, it's meaningless to even remember
It's been two or three years

I done changed a lot, I don't even know myself
It's like others know me better than I do
As I stare intently at the mirror in front of me
The emotions that come up create a tsunami

My popularity traded for my soul, my money traded for my spirit
I want to turn around, but my body is in front of a shortcut
I like and dislike myself, I seem cool then I seem gross, repeating
I want recognition, so I change, sometimes I get impatient

And I don't really know what to wear anymore
(I'm stuck in the dressing room)
My thoughts are getting too much and I don't think I'm ready to go

Close the door, it might take a little while for me
To figure out what fits me
I don't know, pick it out for me
Baby, baby

In my dressing room, room, room, room, ooh-ooh
In my dressing room, room, room, room, ooh-ooh
In my dressing room, room, room, room, ooh-ooh
In my dressing room