Run With Me

Intro

(ah-ah) yah, ah

vinyl crackle, slow burn—let's go

(ha) ooh

Verse

Night car, rearview dreaming, we drive on satin roads

너와 나, low light, 숨결이 묶여 (숨겨져)

Leather seat, your laugh like a radio code

Fingers trace the map where the whole world folds (folds)

Slow motion in the passenger seat, yeah, we glide

Your name on my tongue like a secret sign (sign)

시계는 멈춰, but the beat keeps time

Hands on the wheel, and I follow the line (follow, follow)

Pre-chorus

Close the door, breathe me in, feel the bass drop

(oh-oh) heartbeat syncs with the hi-hat pop

Touch the dusk, taste the vinyl on your lips (mm)

Fading out but we keep this trip (keep it)

Chorus

Run with me, run with me, 달려가 (run away, run away)

Run with me, run with me, till the morning frays (yeah)

Run with me, run with me, 달려가 (run away, run away)

Run with me, run with me, till the morning frays (oh)

Run with me, run with me, 달려가 (run away, run away)

Run with me, run with me, till the morning frays (yeah, yeah)

Verse

Skrrt through alleys where the posters peel, mirror glare

Smoke in the air like a film reel, baby, don't stare

Low key, high stakes—your shadow leans on my words

말 한마디가 번져, every syllable's a bird (fly)

We trade names for promises we never keep

But when you laugh, the whole dark starts to breathe

Silver coins and late trains, we collect small sins

Burn them in the ashtray where the story begins (begins)

rap

Yeah, pedal down, phantom sound, I'm ridin' through a vinyl town, ayy

Skrrt, chrome flash, midnight cash, we ghostin' every rival now, ayy

Flip the script, flip the scene, monochrome like old film scenes

Paper planes, paper cuts, wrist watch tickin' in between (tick)

I move in cutaways, broken glass and gold chains

Korean lullabies with Memphis thump in my veins

Wordplay surgical, syllables irregular (uh-huh)

You call it danger, I call it methodical (yuh)

Neon's nowhere — wait, no, scratch that, different glow

Rearview full of memories that we told the road (skrrt)

Fast talk, slow touch, every comma is a bruise

Say you want forever, but you only like the news

I stitch beats with regret, tailor-made for the ride

Your lipstick on the steering wheel, signature I hide

Countless runs, countless lies, but the chorus keeps coming

You hum the hook, I spit the lines while the cymbal's drumming (boom)

Switch lanes, double back, watch the skyline slip

We're actors in a midnight scene, lips on my hip (yuh)

Chain-smoke metaphors, gold teeth on metaphase

Play the night like a record, scratch till the phrase fades

Ayy, roll slow, hush tones, we keep the code (keep it)

Ayy, cash flows, big shows, we fold the road (fold it)

Bridge

(ha) close your eyes, feel the vinyl spin

(yeah) hands like anchors, we sink and then we swim

Soft hum under the city—no, not that kind of light

Just you and me, wrapped tight, hold me through the ride (hold me)

Chorus

Run with me, run with