I've got to do something
About this loathsome
State I'm in

Dis con nec ted.
Dis con nec ted.
Dis con nec ted.

Everywhere, I see decay.
Mechanized and sterilized
Visions in replay.
I must release my rage.

Oh ... Dis con nect ted.
I'm ... Dis con nec ted.
Feeling so ... Dis con nec ted.
Down

Maybe all I need
Besides my pills
And the surgery
Is a new metaphor for reality.

I'm... Dis con nec ted.
Feeling so... Dis con nec ted.
Oh... Dis con nec ted.
You know.

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