"It's like getting shot

listless

Just want to laugh

So laughed

Just laughed like that

That's it."

Reading this, Wu Jaeyoung smiled.

It's not so unsightly, at least it's a good love song lyrics.

Smiled emptily

Just wanted to ask

Why we broke up

How could they break up

How could they break up

How could it be"

Straightening his waist, Wu Zairong straightened his attitude.

Read it from the beginning, read it seriously, word by word.

"The empty heart is full of our memories

Even if you want to catch it

Even if it blocks the heart

Or slipped between the fingers

Even if the heart stops

And so it goes

Help me heal me

My heart was so broken

Pierced chest

Crying unconsciously

I hate that

Really nasty

Really hate it, really

Follow you as you get up

I didn't think about catching up directly

He walked as if he were running away

Shout out loud

In the chest penetrated

We

Our memories keep overflowing

Even if you want to catch it

Even if you plug your chest

It can also leak through the fingers

Even if the heart stops, that's it

It's not the same as pain

Please advise me on what to do and if I should be treated

My heart was so broken

It's really like getting shot. ”

Is this the case?

Like the pain of being shot?

Was the breakup pierced the relationship?

"My chest really hurts

It hurts so much, it hurts

It's incredible to be alive

How else can I make you forget

I don't know, I don't know

The chest was penetrated with a thump

It can't be blocked anymore

It's just a death-like pain."

Touching the white printing paper, Wu Zairong softly muttered the last lyrics.

"It's like getting shot."

The corners of Wu Jaerong's eyes were a little moist.

He is more moved by words than images.

I grabbed a gel pen from the corner of the table and pulled out the cap of the pen to make some changes to the lyrics.

But he stopped, for a long time.

I can't put pen to paper.

Put the pen on the cover, put the lyrics aside, and take out a new piece of paper.

Turning on the pen again, Wu Zairong really began to write.

It's not lyrics, it's writing a story.

Time, Background, Place, People, Character, Emotions, Development.

Wu Zairong writes very carefully and in great detail. It's not like looking for inspiration in the studio, it's like writing a novel.

This is his little method, a small method summed up by seven years of songwriting.

Because he knows that every song has a story behind it.

This story is often at the heart of the whole song.

The better the story is written, the more the song will surprise people.

The words in my mind just overflowed on the paper.

Quickly, Oh Jae-young completed the story.

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It's almost violent, and I forcefully crossed out the lyrics I wrote, crumpled them into balls, and threw them away.

Fill the blank paper countless times, and then cross it out countless times.

Wu Jaeyoung lowered his head and closed his eyes.

He has no ability to change this lyric, not a word.

Take the last piece of printer paper and put down the pen.

Sometimes he writes hard, sometimes he writes word by word.

Oh Jae-young is writing melodies.

Playing the keyboard, trying to find inspiration for yourself.

Then Oh Jae-young gave up this way.

The timbre of the electronic organ is not suitable.

The guitar didn't work either, and Oh Jae-young put down the guitar.

After thinking about it, Wu Zairong hummed the melody directly.

The pen keeps moving on the paper, and the song keeps taking shape.

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To be honest, the lyrics of this song are not his style.

It's so simple.

It's too plain.

'Laughed'?

'Pain'?

'Like a shot'?

The whole song is mostly composed of a few simple exclamations that are almost straightforward.

It's like the vernacular.

This is almost unforgivable in the eyes of Wu Jae-young.

It's a sin.

His style is gorgeous, the kind of gorgeousness that is full of charm.

I don't dare to say that I play with language, but Wu Zairong will carve every word.

No song is an exception.

But this is the exception of this lyrics.

He can't change it, it's not that he doesn't want to change it.

Simple, but perfect.

Show your feelings to the fullest.

It's a crime, even if it's a little bit of movement.

In writing lyrics, Wu Zairong is very confident.

He should also have self-confidence.

This self-confidence comes from seven years of writing day out.

Write every day, never break a day.

Fitness can be relaxing, and it takes months to grind out a song, but a lyric is a task that cannot be beaten every day.

Today, however, his self-confidence has been defeated.

Defeated by a simple lyric.

Gorgeousness is defeated by rusticism.

This is a shock of perception.

Maybe you will forget when you turn around, and maybe it will affect Wu Zairong's life.

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He got a good song, a real love song.

It was perfect.

Very good.

When it was finished, the mood was agitated.

When he got the DEMO produced, Wu Jaeyoung determined the style of the album and made it the main hit.

But no.

This love song is just too slow.

He is no longer the stunned young man who only chased musicality when he first debuted.

That's right, he doesn't follow the trend and do songs he doesn't like.

But don't be so naïve to think that you can change the whole world.

Only songs that are accepted by the public are really good songs.

Songs with slow BPM have never been mainstream in the Korean music scene.

If it is released like this, this is the best ending.

Therefore, Wu Zairong must change the song.

Even if it destroys perfection.

There's no way around it.

So, he's reworking the demo and adding electronic elements.

As soon as the BPM sped up, the original piano accompaniment was not so suitable.

The accompaniment was changed from a classical piano to an electronic instrument.

"Teacher, please overlap the two harmonies I just had, I'll see the effect."

The assistant on the side skillfully used the computer and operated Wu Zairong's singing.

I turned on the switch and released the newly created DEMO.

OK。

It's done.

It's just that why does it always feel like something is missing?

PS (There is only one change on September 1st, sorry.) ）