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Description
Producer: Herald Reynaldo
Composer: Baskara Putra
Composer: Adnan Satyanugraha Putra
Composer: Dicky Renanda Putra
Composer: Fadli Fikriawan Wibowo
Composer: Herald Reynaldo
Lyricist: Baskara Putra
Arranger: Baskara Putra
Arranger: Adnan Satyanugraha Putra
Arranger: Dicky Renanda Putra
Arranger: Fadli Fikriawan Wibowo
Arranger: Herald Reynaldo
Lyrics and translation
Original
Malam kesekian memperdebatkan
Tutur perkataan dan gaya penulisan
Ada ketakutan dicaci karena
Punya kesalahan dan gaya berpakaian
Waswas cemas lihat yang lain, habis dilibas, aku membatin
Apakah ku terlalu peduli dengan standarmu yang beku dan sangat tinggi?
Bertanya-tanya apa kau benar-benar nilai dirimu dengan cara yang sama?
Atau apa aku takut dengan aibku dan lingkunganku?
Hidup di masa kecemasan, kita tumbang bergantian
Penantian menyiksa, terpaksa kubungkam diriku
Kali ini, harus main aman
Meninggalkan yang kubicarakan
Kehilangan jati diriku
Malam kesekian mempertanyakan
Semua keputusan yang telah diamalkan
Ada ketakutan sewaktu tiba
Sebuah penyesalan yang harus dijalankan
Waswas cеmas lihat diriku, mulai kesulitan dalam menulis
Apakah ku terlalu nyaman dеngan hidupku yang kini kian meninggi?
Bertanya-tanya apa ku benar-benar hilang amarah karena mulai menua?
Atau apa aku takut dengan aibku dan lingkunganku?
Hidup di masa kecemasan kita tumbang bergantian
Penantian menyiksa, terpaksa kubungkam diriku
Kali ini, harus main aman
Meninggalkan yang kubicarakan
Terpaksa kutinggal diriku yang dahulu, runtuh dan percuma
Meninggalkan yang kubicarakan
Susun dan jatuhkan
Kehilangan jati diriku
English translation
The umpteenth night of arguing
Speech and writing style
There is a fear of being reviled because
Have faults and dressing style
I'm worried about seeing the others, they've been bulldozed, I thought to myself
Do I care too much about your frozen, impossibly high standards?
Wondering if you really value yourself in the same way?
Or am I afraid of my disgrace and my surroundings?
Living in times of anxiety, we fall in turns
The wait was torturous, I was forced to silence myself
This time, you have to play it safe
Leaving what I was talking about
Losing my identity
The umpteenth night questioned
All decisions that have been implemented
There was fear when he arrived
A regret that must be carried out
I'm worried and anxious to see myself, starting to have difficulty writing
Am I too comfortable with my life which is now increasing?
Wonder if I've really lost my anger as I'm getting older?
Or am I afraid of my disgrace and my surroundings?
Living in times of anxiety we fall in turns
The wait was torturous, I was forced to silence myself
This time, you have to play it safe
Leaving what I was talking about
I was forced to leave behind the old me, crumbling and useless
Leaving what I was talking about
Stack and drop
Losing my identity