Out of Touch

[Verse 1]
Trapped in a lost world of brutality
So weak are the ones that must rely on shock
To push this so called force that inspires their call

[Chorus]
To be extreme so it seems
Is a mental crutch
To cover up for those that are
Completely out of touch

[Post-Chorus]
Say what you want
I know the truth
When it comes to your kind

[Guitar Solo: Chuck Schuldiner]

[Bridge]
In time we'll see who lasts
In time you will disappear

[Verse 2]
Who are you to question my sincerity
For now you are high on yourself
Drowning in your dreams of misguided hope

[Chorus]
To be extreme so it seems
Is a mental crutch
To cover up for those that are
Completely out of touch