You're coming off kinda contrived and pretentious
You're not sayin anything we haven't heard before
You're caught up in an argument
Oh oh You're so lost in modern art
You will lose it all, and you will find again

Don't lose touch Don't lose touch

SOS Texted from a cell phone
Please tell me I'm not the only one
That thinks we're taking ourselves too seriously
Just a little too enamoured with inflated self purpose
Talk is cheap And it doesn't mean much

Don't lose touch Don't lose touch

I'm losing touch I'm losing touch (I'm losing touch)
Well, I'm losing touch I'm losing touch (well, I'm losing touch)

Constant entertainment for our restless minds
Constant stimulation for epic appetites
Is there something wrong with these songs?
Maybe there's something wrong with the audience
Manipulation in rock music Fucking Nausea

I'm losing touch I'm losing touch (I'm losing touch)
I'm losing touch And it's obvious