
devil at my window
Duan: (Quaeso, serva me) [*Verse 1] Duan: A face at my window Hearing voices as the wind blows ์๊ฐ์ด ๊ฐ์๋ก ๋ด ์ฌ์ฅ์ ์ ์ ๋ ๋นจ๋ฆฌ ๋ฐ๊ณ ์๋ค Oh ์ฌ๋ฌผ์ ๋ณด๋ ๊ฒ๋ง์ผ๋ก๋ ๋ ๋ฏธ์ณ๊ฐ๊ณ ์์ด (crazy) Yves: He looks at me with those dark eyes (eyes) He says he'll love me for life (till I die) ๋ฌ์ฝคํ ์์ญ์์ด ๊ทธ์ ์ ์์ ํ๋ฌ๋์จ๋ค into my ear (all my fear) ์ ์ ๋ ๊ฐ๊น์ด ์ ํนํ๋ฉฐ, it's tempting Trying to fill a hole that's feels so empty (empty) Duan: ์๋ฆ๋ค์ด ์ํ I wanna dive in (all my sins) [*Prechorus] Yves: I'm alone, he says give me your soul (soul) ๊ทธ๋ ํ๋ คํ๊ฒ ์ฝ์ํ๋ค Saying my life is dull, he'll make it colorfull ๋๋ ์ต์ฌํ๊ณ ์์ด oh (oh) [*Chorus] Duan: The devil at my window (mhm) His voice smooth as the wind blows ๋ด ๊ฟ์ ํ์๋ผ, thoughts flow ๊ทธ๋ ์ ๋ง ์ค๋๋ ฅ์ด ์๋ค (mhm) Yves: Should I sell my soul? (No) ๊ทธ๋ด ๊ฐ์น๊ฐ ์์๊น? (No oh) [*Post-chorus] Yves: Quaeso, serva me (please oh please) Oh leave me (I'm begging on my knees) Duan: ๋๋ฌด ๋ฌด์์, I can't sleep (oh my) [*Verse 2/rap] Duan: ๋๋ ํญ์ ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฒ ์น์ ํ์ด ๊ทธ๊ฒ๋ง์ผ๋ก๋ ์ถฉ๋ถํ์ง ์์๊ฐ I've been through the roughs ํ์ง๋ง ๋๋ tough ๊ทธ๊ฒ ๋ฐ์ผ๋ก I pray that I make it through cause I don't really wanna go with you (evil) ๋์ ๋ฏฟ์์ ๊ตณ๊ฑดํ๋ค I see through your song and dance Can't put me in a trance Yves: (I don't want to dance) [*Prechorus] Yves: I'm alone, he says give me your soul (soul) ๊ทธ๋ ํ๋ คํ๊ฒ ์ฝ์ํ๋ค Saying my life is dull, he'll make it colorfull ๋๋ ์ต์ฌํ๊ณ ์์ด oh (oh) [*Chorus] Duan: The devil at my window (mhm) His voice smooth as the wind blows ๋ด ๊ฟ์ ํ์๋ผ, thoughts flow ๊ทธ๋ ์ ๋ง ์ค๋๋ ฅ์ด ์๋ค (mhm) Yves: Should I sell my soul? (No) ๊ทธ๋ด ๊ฐ์น๊ฐ ์์๊น? (No oh) [*Post-chorus] Duan: Quaeso, serva me (please oh please) Oh leave me (I'm begging on my knees) Yves: ๋๋ฌด ๋ฌด์์, I can't sleep (oh my) [*Bridge] Duan: In the dark I run ๋ ๋ค๋ฅธ ํฌ์์๊ฐ ๋๊ณ ์ถ์ง ์๋ค Playing with my life for fun (mhm) ๋๋ ๋์ด์ง์ง ์์ ๊ฑฐ not the one (mhm) See your real face under the sun ๋ค๊ฐ ์๋ํ๋ฉด ๋ง์ ์ธ์ธ ๊ฑฐ์ผ not this time (time ou ou oh) [*Chorus] Yves: the devil at my window, selling dreams But I won't buy though Rather be dull, then colorfull if it means I'm selling my soul. Pick monotone over a rainbow Your sing and dance I won't dance though (oh ou ou ha) Duan: Kill the devil at my window (HA ou)

