p**n On Beta - Disconnected lyrics

I'm losing touch Seven ways from yesterday Feels like I'm floating away from the Earth Nobody gives a second look Something is different, Pulses are speeding I don't know where you want me to stand I'm trying But I'm falling behind One last time The crooked art Of casualties on canvas Doesn't get me moving Like the way it used to be You don't have to tell me I'm melodramatic I gave what I thought you'd want me to be But now that I'm free and not so dependent It feels so out of time Like a beat from a drum That is losing it's rhythm Like an angel that's hung over once again Like a scene from a play Where the backgrounds are falling Like crying on a line that's disconnected I wanted to thank you For all that you've done for me And although it seems unexplainably lonely I can feel something There was a time when I could relate Happy to be a shoulder to cry on But this is not then I've come to discover We're falling away Like a beat from a drum That is losing it's rhythm Like an angel that's hung over once again Like a scene from a play Where the backgrounds are falling Like crying on a line that's disconnected I thought I could make myself Create myself remake myself I thought I could be what you wanted me to be I thought I could be What you wanted me to be Like a beat from a drum That is losing it's rhythm Like an angel that's hung over once again Like a scene from a play Where the backgrounds are falling Like crying on a line that's disconnected