HoYo 앨범 : Vintage Red
작사 : youngyoon, Ho
작곡 : youngyoon, Ho
편곡 : youngyoon
Bike my dad bought me was red
The dest is M Red
내건 아니지만
Because of you
My face is Red
lipstick on my neck is Red
Vintage Red
Oh oh
My thoughts have gone to far
on the smoky road
smoke on one's own
Turn vintage Vinyl
Time goes back
Until red sun rises
Our night is Falling
And the window is turning Red
a sharp wild
wandering pain
The old soul is dark
I can't leave the bed
Bike my dad bought me was red
The dest is M Red
내건 아니지만
Because of you
My face is Red
lipstick on my neck is Red
Vintage Red
Now we can’t go back
It's like a wine-stained shirt
It only exists in memory
Now we can’t go back
It's like a wine-stained shirt
It only exists in memory
My thoughts have gone to far
Please turn back the time
The old soul is dark
I can't leave the bed
Bike my dad bought me was red
The dest is M Red
내건 아니지만
Because of you
My face is Red
lipstick on my neck is Red
Vintage Red
Oh oh
My thoughts have gone to far
on the smoky road
smoke on one's own
Turn vintage Vinyl
Time goes back
Until red sun rises
Our night is Falling
And the window is turning Red
a sharp wild
wandering pain
The old soul is dark
I can't leave the bed
Bike my dad bought me was red
The dest is M Red
내건 아니지만
Because of you
My face is Red
lipstick on my neck is Red
Vintage Red
Now we can’t go back
It's like a wine-stained shirt
It only exists in memory
Now we can’t go back
It's like a wine-stained shirt
It only exists in memory
My thoughts have gone to far
Please turn back the time
The old soul is dark
I can't leave the bed
Bike my dad bought me was red
The dest is M Red
내건 아니지만
Because of you
My face is Red
lipstick on my neck is Red
Vintage Red
Oh oh
My thoughts have gone to far
on the smoky road
smoke on one's own
Turn vintage Vinyl
Time goes back
Until red sun rises
Our night is Falling
And the window is turning Red
a sharp wild
wandering pain
The old soul is dark
I can't leave the bed
Bike my dad bought me was red
The dest is M Red
내건 아니지만
Because of you
My face is Red
lipstick on my neck is Red
Vintage Red
Now we can’t go back
It's like a wine-stained shirt
It only exists in memory
Now we can’t go back
It's like a wine-stained shirt
It only exists in memory
My thoughts have gone to far