Disconnected

We have grown up, grown up to find That all the gods, all the gods are dead All the wars, all the wars are fought This song has already been sung All the ideals, the ideals they are gone This nihilism is getting out of hand I disconnect from everything I see And I became a monster to my friends This ship, this ship is sailing on Well, that's the least, the least you could say Because we've long, we've long lost course And it's a long lost, long lost cause Dis - I disconnect Dis - I disconnect Dis - I disconnect Dis - I disconnect The sounds, the sounds of revelry Are such a distant memory The sounds, the sounds of revelry Are such a distant memory Dis - I disconnect Dis - I disconnect Dis - I disconnect Dis - I disconnect Dis - I disconnect Dis - I disconnect Dis I disconnect