Texty: The Buzzhorn. Disconnected.

I don't know what you all expected
I don't know what you came to see
But if you're feeling disconnected
You're just like me, oh yeah

I don't know if you've calculated
How many ways you win the fight
But if you're feeling overrated
You might be right, oh

And I don't believe this, my life's in a paper bag
And I don't trust no one
And I don't believe this, my life's in a paper bag
And I might be no one
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh yeah


I don't know what these people run on
I bet these people never bleed
But when they give their fast opinion
That's all they need, oh yeah

And I don't believe this, my life's in a paper bag
And I don't trust no one
And I don't believe this, my life's in a paper bag
And I might be no one
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh yeah