salty drops are falling down

I rub them all over my face, what if I find out

that there's nothing left inside, when the screens are off

I'm exposing my emptiness to a world, so rough

overfed with pictures, I want to throw up

lock away distraction, cause I don't want to blow up,

cause I don't want to blow up, cause I don't want to blow up,

I don't want to blow up

it's a wet surface - losing my grip

life has a wet surface - losing my grip, grip

it's a wet surface - losing my grip

life has a wet surface - losing my grip, grip

if I have no one around me, who am I?

I want to make everyone feel good, all the time

am I the sum of my encounters, am I right?

the core is hiding away from my greedy eyes

if I have no one around me, what am I here for?

sitting, lying down, I don't move, I'm so cold

I glide over the surface, I'm losing my grip I get nervous

if I break the glass, the splinters might stop my fall

it's a wet surface - losing my grip

life has a wet surface - losing my grip, grip

it's a wet surface - losing my grip

life has a wet surface - losing my grip, grip

it's a wet surface - losing my grip

life has a wet surface - losing my grip, grip

it's a wet surface - losing my grip

life has a wet surface - losing my grip, grip