out of touch
Four Year Strong
I've been taking advice
Silly me, but I thought it'd be nice
Now I'm stuck in the Lord of The Flies
Now I gotta think twice before I'm out of luck
I'm so out of touch
I don't belong anywhere
I'm just a monster with no one to scare
I'm just a ghost that just won't even float through the air
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
I've been taking abuse
Just to prove I've got nothing to lose
But the truth is I'm starting to bruise
Now I gotta be quick
I'm catatonic and sick of the same old bullshit
I don't belong anywhere
I'm just a monster with no one to scare
I'm just a ghost that just won't even float through the air
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
I chewed up and choke down the truth
That everything is better the further I get from the get-go
It's alright
'Cause in the end, I think that I might just
Keep on using excuses to suture my wounds
And I pick off the scabs to hold nothing back
No time to react
Sit back and relax
'Cause everything is better the further I get from the get-go
The further I get from the get-go
I don't belong anywhere
I'm just a monster with no one to scare
I'm just a ghost that just won't even float through the air
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?