K-pop Lyrics

I am the glass of spilled milk on the table
On the floor
I'm on the road to feeling nothing
Feeling something
At least that's what they tell me to do
My stomach and its firework attitude
Nothing is the same
They all turn their backs from
What they want to say
When what they really want to say is
I am tired of this painful disguise
Exposition Saying that I'm fine
And its alright coz we all die in time
I am your favorite only
When I matter when it matters
But more important things accordingly
Sorted into a chore
But can't be anything more
Baby you are a nuisance
Everything's reminiscent explosive
Baby you are a new thing
But not my saviour from this routine