Never had this kind of fear by gone
But is that slip up? I'm mess-up, and hang-up
What the hell is thing that makes you smile?
Turn down with pieces of the lie
I'm afraid I still can't find the things
No need to stay on, if we cannot make it up
Never had this kind of fear by gone
Just wanna stop this game with you, it's over
But is that slip up? I'm mess-up, and hand-up
What the hell is thing that makes you smile?