
Golden Hour
kawaiiest1ยท 2:54 ยท 56 plays ยท v3-preview
- disco
- pop
- nu-disco
- dance pop
- bittersweet
- nostalgic
- melancholic
- 2020s
- good artist
- good song
- girl group
- production
- glam
- melodic
- summer
Lyrics
verse 1
์คํ์ ํ์ด ์๋, i move like i own the street
๋ฌ์ฝคํ scent in the air, and i don't wanna leave
๋ฐ์ง์ด๋ glass ์๋ก, ๋ค์จ ๋์ gold์ด ๋ฒ์ ธ
์ ๊น์ ๊ธฐ๋ถ ํ๋๋ก, i spend my time like money
์์ผ๋ฉฐ ๋๊ธด ์ฝ์๋ค, still they stay on my tongue
pre-chorus
๋ ธ์์ด ๊ธธ์ด์ง์๋ก, i feel the weight come down
๋ฌ์ฝคํ ์๊ฐ ๋์, always a different sound
๋์ณ๋ ์ปต์ฒ๋ผ, i can't keep it in line
too much, too close, then gone by night
chorus
golden hour, golden hour, i chase the taste till it slips away
์ฐฌ๋ํ ์ฒ์ ํด๋, the bill will come someday
golden hour, golden hour, i wear the heat like silk
๋ฉ์ถ๊ธฐ ์ซ์ด์ ๋ ๊น์ด, but i know what that costs
golden hour, golden hour, all this shine turns to ache
๊ทธ๋๋ ๋ ์์ด ๊ฐ, i want it, i want it again
verse 2
ํ ๋ชจ๊ธ ๋, one more sip, ๋ ๋ค๋ฅธ excuse๋ฅผ ๊ณจ๋ผ
๋ค๊ฐ ๋ฌป๋ tomorrow๋ ๋ค๋ก ๋ฏธ๋ค ๋ ์ฑ๋ก ๊ฐ
์์์ ๊ฐ๋ณ๊ณ , ๊ณ์ฐ์ ์กฐ์ฉํ ๋ฆ์ด์ ธ
i knew the price์๋๋ฐ๋, i kept the tab open
ํ์์ด ๊ธฐ์ธ์๋ก, my heart gets a little less brave
verse 3
์ง๋๊ฐ ๋ฉ์์ง ์๋ก, ๋ด ์ด๋ฆ๋ง ๋จ์ ์์ด
์ฝ์์ ์ ์ด ๋๊ณ ๋ ์งํค์ง ๋ชปํ ๋ฐค์ด ๊ธธ์ด
์น๊ตฌ๋ค์ ๋งํด, "๋ ๋ ๊ฐ์ ๊ธธ์ ๊ณจ๋ผ"
๊ทผ๋ฐ ์ด ๋ฌ์ฝคํ trap์ด ์๊พธ ๋ ๋ถ๋ฌ
๋์ ์๋ ๋ง์์ผ๋ก๋, i still lean in closer
pre-chorus
๋ ธ์์ด ๊ธธ์ด์ง์๋ก, i feel the weight come down
๋ฌ์ฝคํ ์๊ฐ ๋์, always a different sound
๋์ณ๋ ์ปต์ฒ๋ผ, i can't keep it in line
too much, too close, then gone by night
chorus
golden hour, golden hour, i chase the taste till it slips away
์ฐฌ๋ํ ์ฒ์ ํด๋, the bill will come someday
golden hour, golden hour, i wear the heat like silk
๋ฉ์ถ๊ธฐ ์ซ์ด์ ๋ ๊น์ด, but i know what that costs
golden hour, golden hour, all this shine turns to ache
๊ทธ๋๋ ๋ ์์ด ๊ฐ, i want it, i want it again
bridge
ํด๊ฐ ๊บผ์ง ๋ค์์ผ, i hear what was unsaid
๋ฌ์ฝคํ ๊ฒ๋ง ์ข๋ ๋ง์ด ์กฐ๊ธ์ฉ unravelled
ํํ๋ ๋ฆ๊ฒ ์ค๊ณ , truth๋ ๋ ๋ฆ๊ฒ ์
but i can taste the lesson on my lips tonight
chorus
golden hour, golden hour, i chase the taste till it slips away
์ฐฌ๋ํ ์ฒ์ ํด๋, the bill will come someday
golden hour, golden hour, i wear the heat like silk
๋ฉ์ถ๊ธฐ ์ซ์ด์ ๋ ๊น์ด, but i know what that costs
golden hour, golden hour, all this shine turns to ache
๊ทธ๋๋ ๋ ์์ด ๊ฐ, i want it, i want it again
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