My face is pale, I look almost dead
I can't feel my hands or the hate I carry for you
And you slide off me like I were oiled
And I don't really care about this ditch
About the risk of falling down
'Cause even if it happened, from my cracked skull
No red wine would pour out
Just your thought reflected on me
Rusted inside like an unshakable nail
I know how to stay on the edge
That's why, without having
Fear of crashing down, down, down
With what's already there
My face melts
When I'm alive you confuse me
With what's already there
I've got no salt on my tongue and I don't expect
Words to rain, this place is a desert anyway
My voice dries up and stays inside my chest
And there's no risk it'll get lost through weakness
If you know how to keep quiet
You don't need to think anymore
About the risk of dropping down, down, down
With what's already there
My face melts
When I'm alive you confuse me
With what's already there
In this skin of mine without scent
And you don't notice that it's me
My face melts
And in the mud of memories
When I'm alive you confuse me
With what's already there