1.
Thrown in the pit, knelt down on the ground.
Eyes full of tears, prayers in the shadows.
Thorn in the flesh, your sardonic laughter.
Now I can see the end of my days gone by.
Is there anyone who can stop this agony?
(This pain inside)
Is there anyone who can tell me I'm still alive?
*
It's not what I expected.
Futile trials to find the grail.
Empty space resounds the breakdown between us.
Oh-
2.
Spit on my face, heart falls into pieces.
Dark memories emerge from the flashback
(Sick of it all, I'm sick of it all!)
Scars on my skin, this endless migraine.
I try not to sigh, just smile in the silence.
(Alas, woe is me, it's the last breath I take.)
Is there anyone who can stop this tragedy?
(This pain inside)
Is there anyone who can tell me I'm still alive?
*
It's not what I expected.
Futile trials to find the grail.
Empty space resounds the breakdown between us.
Ah-
Distress from misguidance was blessing in disguise.
The sun burns me down.
(Please, help me up.)
(Please, heal my wound.)
(Please, help me up.)
(Please, heal my wound.)
*
It's not what I expected.
Futile trials to find the grail.
Empty space resounds the breakdown between us, between us!
It's a fake. It's trash.
Another echo of disgrace.
I won't hide myself, won't lie anymore.
Oh-
- 专辑：This Is A Mess, But It's Us.
- 歌手：Messgram
- 歌曲：Kitsch
