Don't Lose Touch

You’re coming off kinda contrived and pretentious
You’re not saying 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
S.O.S. 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 enamored 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
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, and it’s obvious