| Song | Frail Expectations |
| Artist | Trail of Tears |
| Album | Free Fall Into Fear |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hagen, Hansen, Heiseldal ... | |
| Entangled in misery | |
| I was Condemned as | |
| I still bred frustration | |
| Worshipped and nursed the suffering | |
| My conscience all slain | |
| I found myself making love to the pain | |
| Final and true was my loss | |
| And bleak was the sight of salvation | |
| You helped me to clean all the wounds that | |
| I wore Through you grew my sense | |
| To witness life through another lens | |
| Filled up with my own poison | |
| Dug down in my own dirt | |
| Filled up with my own poison | |
| Bit by my inner snakes | |
| Making love to the pain | |
| Dragged through a storm of misery | |
| Through you grew my sense | |
| To witness life through another lens |
| zuo qu : Hagen, Hansen, Heiseldal ... | |
| Entangled in misery | |
| I was Condemned as | |
| I still bred frustration | |
| Worshipped and nursed the suffering | |
| My conscience all slain | |
| I found myself making love to the pain | |
| Final and true was my loss | |
| And bleak was the sight of salvation | |
| You helped me to clean all the wounds that | |
| I wore Through you grew my sense | |
| To witness life through another lens | |
| Filled up with my own poison | |
| Dug down in my own dirt | |
| Filled up with my own poison | |
| Bit by my inner snakes | |
| Making love to the pain | |
| Dragged through a storm of misery | |
| Through you grew my sense | |
| To witness life through another lens |
| zuò qǔ : Hagen, Hansen, Heiseldal ... | |
| Entangled in misery | |
| I was Condemned as | |
| I still bred frustration | |
| Worshipped and nursed the suffering | |
| My conscience all slain | |
| I found myself making love to the pain | |
| Final and true was my loss | |
| And bleak was the sight of salvation | |
| You helped me to clean all the wounds that | |
| I wore Through you grew my sense | |
| To witness life through another lens | |
| Filled up with my own poison | |
| Dug down in my own dirt | |
| Filled up with my own poison | |
| Bit by my inner snakes | |
| Making love to the pain | |
| Dragged through a storm of misery | |
| Through you grew my sense | |
| To witness life through another lens |