Hypernormal
P*ssing in a bottle just to stay on the phone
I tend to get disgusting when I'm all alone
I guess there's something to be said
About the way I conduct myself
Cause I love the way I feel in
Euphemism for the threat of solitude
Staring at a screen in my darkened room
But I love the way I feel in
Using feeling the emptiness as a tool
Lost inside the angst I become immune
And now the morning sun is creeping through the blinds
I tend to get distracted and lose track of time
I guess that someone might suppose
There's something wrong hidden down below
Cause I love the way I feel in
Euphemism for the threat of solitude
Staring at a screen in my darkened room
But I love the way I feel in
Using feeling the emptiness as a tool
Lost inside the angst I become immune
Can you hear me?
Can you breathe?
Can you help me separately?
Can you hear me?
Can you breathe?
Can you help me selflessly?
Can you hear me?
Can you breathe?
Can you help me separately?
I love the way I feel in
Euphemism for the threat of solitude
Staring at a screen in my darkened room
But I love the way I feel in
Using feeling the emptiness as a tool
Lost inside the angst I become immune
And I love the way I feel in
You
I tend to get disgusting when I'm all alone
I guess there's something to be said
About the way I conduct myself
Cause I love the way I feel in
Euphemism for the threat of solitude
Staring at a screen in my darkened room
But I love the way I feel in
Using feeling the emptiness as a tool
Lost inside the angst I become immune
And now the morning sun is creeping through the blinds
I tend to get distracted and lose track of time
I guess that someone might suppose
There's something wrong hidden down below
Cause I love the way I feel in
Euphemism for the threat of solitude
Staring at a screen in my darkened room
But I love the way I feel in
Using feeling the emptiness as a tool
Lost inside the angst I become immune
Can you hear me?
Can you breathe?
Can you help me separately?
Can you hear me?
Can you breathe?
Can you help me selflessly?
Can you hear me?
Can you breathe?
Can you help me separately?
I love the way I feel in
Euphemism for the threat of solitude
Staring at a screen in my darkened room
But I love the way I feel in
Using feeling the emptiness as a tool
Lost inside the angst I become immune
And I love the way I feel in
You
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Writer(s): Lukas Stein, Nikolas Becker, Sven Int-veen
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