Out of Touch - Four Track Demos - Chuck & Gene - December 1992

Lyrics

Trapped in a lost world of brutality
 So weak are the ones that must rely on shock
 to push this so called force that inspires their call
 to be extreme so it seems is a mental crutch
 To cover up for those that are completely out of touch
 Say what you want, I know the truth when it comes to your kind
 In time we'll see who lasts
 In time you will disappear
 Who are you to question my sincerity
 For now you are high on yourself
 Drowning in your dreams of misguided hope
 To be extreme so it seems is a mental crutch
 To cover up for those that are completely out of touch

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Song Details

Duration
04:21
Key
6
Tempo
105 BPM

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