자유의지 같았던

 내 감정, 행동들이

 아마도 내 의지와는 별로

 상관이 없을지도

 나의 오감은 결국

 저 Algorithm 손에

 아닌 것 같아도

 계속 희미해져가 난

 붙잡혀있어 항상 난

 I’m clueless 

 이 사실을 인지조차 못한 채로 난

 붙잡혀있어 항상 난

 I’m clueless 

 이 사실을 인지조차 못한 채로 난

 9 am you wake up, and

 You always caught up with the fuckin product 

 You think you’re the user but you ain’t got no idea what the fuck’s going on

in your mind and your generation. 

 I cannot get this shit off once it calls me in anyways.

 You know what i mean.

 Why this shit never stop tryna kill my soul in anyways? You know what i mean.

 나의 오감은 결국

 저 Algorithm 손에

 아닌 것 같아도

 계속 희미해져가 난

 붙잡혀있어 항상 난

 I’m clueless 

 이 사실을 인지조차 못한 채로 난

 붙잡혀있어 항상 난

 I’m clueless 

 이 사실을 인지조차 못한 채로 난

 9 am you wake up, and

 You always caught up with the fuckin product 

 You think you’re the user but you ain’t got no idea what the fuck’s going on

in your mind and your generation. 

 The fact is, if you’re not paying for the product, you are the fuckin

product, which leaves you vacant and empty before you realize it.

 Yeah. It’s more like magic. I know you more than you can imagine. But you do

not know me. I’m an algorithm.