High-standard lovers
Unnatural scene
It's not my decision
I'm scared again
Incomplete feelings
Your presence seems real
I'll follow your traces
Your absence I fear
Every step I take
To leave this fragile ground
I know I've lost contact
This time I'll disappear
The flying sparks of life
The centre of my mind
My plastic face is melting
Almost like your skin
Fragmented movements
You're frozen again
Inverted perfection
No need to improve
Implanted ambitions
Can't follow your speed
A straight-forward future
Don't leave me confused
Every step I take
To leave this fragile ground
I know I've lost contact
This time I'll disappear
The flying sparks of life
The centre of my mind
My plastic face is melting
Almost like your skin