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