Lost in a Mist of Confusion: The Unheard Cries of Exo

Wah itu h exo ini oh. Find me. And I think they’re watching, but nobody knows. Yes, you try to untiming, but there is no role. No one hears my cries cuz they sound like laughs. You think I’m alright. But that’s just a line. I will drown a spot. They sing in battle, you have to let go. You are not my cure. I know that it hurts, but we have no chance.