Hypernormal Songtext
von Liotta Seoul

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