Out of Touch - Summer Wars

Over worked and underpaid

On the verge of something great

Constantly staring at the back of my neck

Waiting to fail just to pick up where I left

Foreign feelings, familiar roads

Question everything I know

Anticipating what comes next

Twenty years I’m a nervous reck

Is a little bit of freedom too much?

I feel so out of touch

Vicious cicle of my own design

I’ll find a new way to lose my mind

This is not the way I thought it’d be

I can feel your urgency

It’s something that we’ll never find

You go your way and I’ll go mine

Lose track of all time

Fall in love with distance

Can you define progress in a world that doesn’t listen?

Forced smile, small talk, complaining

Everyday a battle for something

A fresh start, a privilege beyond me

I meant well, but I came up empty

Is a little bit of freedom too much?

I feel so out of touch

Vicious cicle of my own design

I’ll find a new way to lose my mind

This is not the way I thought it’d be

I can feel your urgency

It’s something that we’ll never find

You go your way and I’ll go mine

Is a little bit of freedom too much?

I feel so out of touch

Vicious cicle of my own design

I’ll find a new way to lose my mind

This is not the way I thought it’d be

I can feel your urgency

It’s something that we’ll never find

You go your way and I’ll go mine