Lyrics
After the thrill of the rat race is gone
Who is gonna be there to cheer you on?
Some believe in a god made of corrugated steel
Disconnected
Severing lines of communication
Reactions
Are fueled by the glamour of isolation
How can you escape the contracts you made?
How do you erase the influence gained?
A man can only be as real
As the ones who vote in his field
Disconnected
Severing lines of communication
Reactions
Are fueled by the glamour of isolation
Deprivation
The opposites of greed
Are confused of what they need
But they see the same things
He stands apart when the ambulance comes
I'll play the dead man
Disruptions
Confusion just leads to aggravation
Influence
Has written this song
I wish I could write one
Just some sad song
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