Face up.
Face up.
Face up.
I'm like a young bird that wants to fly
I take my first step and wander around the streets
I quietly tighten my hands and feet
I look around and see a wall that's blocked by enemies
I saw myself pretending to be strong under the human's voice
I'm looking for a time when my soul is still in my body
I look around and find a way to communicate
I wander around the streets today and hold back my tears
When I want to scream like crazy
Sometimes I want to be scattered like a scream
Then I want to cry in your arms
I'm always trapped in the darkness that knows no end
I hide my body in the darkness, Monte Cristo
The cross on my back is a cross on my back,
yes Cristo
The taste of my life is espresso,
the speed of life is a pesto
I draw my life on the wall that's blocked by enemies,
I'm a mezzo fresco
I wear clothes with my shoulders,
I put my hands together,
shantay
I don't have a heart, so I can't feel it
Outside up and style up, we face up, oh
Yo, the piano line that heats my blood
The beat is the rhythm of a poet's dance The
ratio of strength and beauty is the thought,
yeah
The amount of tears is the scale of the 환영,
the red snow is the 시올 The blood-soaked soul is the 투영,
the mirror of 반영
Ah, where should I go now?
Should I reveal myself with a mask on?
I'm on the stage of reality,
I'm in a heart that's constantly being scratched by the rain
A rebellious MC's wander,
a crazy mind I always want to communicate,
don't look for me
Face up
Face up
Face up
Face up
Outside up and style up, we face up, oh
Outside up and style up, we face up, oh
Outside up and style up, we face up, oh
Outside up and style up, we face up, oh
Face up
Face up
Face up
Face up
Face up