Lost My Touch

Lost My Touch

Track by The Church

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LYRICS
Streets of burnt-out shells,
insurance jobs
A temporary spell in hell and it
throbs
It throbs like hell in some
divine comedy
It won't sell and that's a
tragedy
But I know my way home I can get
there alone
The day I need you they can feed
me to the lions
They can stop trying to get it
started
Its heart is gone, its shone for
the last time
It's past time it's mean time
held over in-between time
It's like Halloween time
I don't owe you anything
Now I'm out of power
Now I've lost my touch
Please don't touch anything
Every passing hour
Overcomes too much
I don't owe you anything
There's a weaker weaker in the
other speaker
A weaker echo of my own voice
Reproduced mechanically and
electronically
A symphony of frequencies
delivering
A slithering sound a pound of
flesh
Caught in the mesh of pressure
A special deluxe de-essed it you
guessed it
I'm trembling (Untrammeled ?)
I don't owe you anything
Now I've lost my power
Now I'm out of touch
Please don't touch anything
Every passing hour
Overcomes too much
I don't owe you anything
Now I've lost my mind
Now I'm out of touch
Should you would you could you
could
Could you look good back on the
street

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