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Taeyang & GD 🥹🥰

OVAYA (A SMALL, FILTHY SHOW WINDOW) This song for my fans It’s beautiful, we each have to go our own way The clash of emotions made us stop where we were It was brilliant, but game over Five directions, I’m game over The shining Gangbyeonbuk-ro, a pretty 9 PM Guess it’s been a while since I came out Where even is this place A bus packed with people Reckless driving everywhere To live normally, this city is a joke I sit in the back seat Communicating with fans This strange world, videos, new post “When will you come back?” It’s still horrible, horrible I’m so sorry, but I loved My old Big Bang Even with so much to lose, I let it go without hesitation Longing and deep pain My glass filled to the brim with alcohol I was in a small, filthy show window It’s beautiful, we each have to go our own way The clash of emotions made us stop where we were It was brilliant, but game over I was in a small, filthy show window It’s beautiful, we each have to go our own way The clash of emotions made us stop where we were Rock, paper, scissors, a perfect time’s up I was in a small, filthy show window I’m someone who went all the way to the end Writing this song with numb emotions “A belly button bigger than the belly” Leaving behind a glorious past With a new resolve I’m so sorry, but I loved “I’m leaving Big Bang” You, pure and afraid The emotions that grew up listening to me Now I run again, anew My past mornings stained with disgrace Back then, it was like that I cried alone endlessly I’ll show it clearly for life Wiping my tears again That yellow light that once shined on me so beautifully The five of us were happier I bury this endlessly heavy dream in my heart And decorate it more beautifully I’m over, I’m over I’ll show it clearly for life Wiping my tears again That yellow light that once shined on me so beautifully The five of us were happier I bury this endlessly heavy dream in my heart And decorate it more beautifully I’m ovaya It’s beautiful, we each have to go our own way The clash of emotions made us stop where we were It was brilliant, but game over I was in a small, filthy show window It’s beautiful, we each have to go our own way The clash of emotions made us stop where we were Rock, paper, scissors, a perfect time’s up I was in a small, filthy show window Woah woah woah, grow the dream Woah woah woah T.O.P, woah woah woah Game ovaya Woah woah woah Ovaya