Liquid Divine Your Traces
high-standard lovers
unnatural scene
it´s not my decision
im scared again
incomplete feelings
your presence seems real
i´ll follow your traces
your absence i fear
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