I'm terrified
Of what's to come
With no escape
From what I've done
I pray
That I won't succumb
That I won't stray
From what I've overcome
I'm terrified
Of the changing seasons
Of the metronome
Of all our reasons
To be afraid
Of the constant strum
To be afraid
Of what's to come
haenaya
uri haena yojeum mani himdeulji?
himdeulttaeneun, neomu igyeonaereugo aesseujimalgo
haenaga apman bogo dallyeogalgi ttaemune
jamsi siwotdagaraneun mesejinikka
cheoncheonhi dasi han-georeumsik georeobodorok haja
aju jageun iraedo gamssahaneun uri haenaga doego
oneul harudo neoreul wihan harureul bonaegil bara
eomma ttal neomu neomu saranghae