Lost My Touch — Church

(Streets are burnt-out shells and insurance jobs) (Temporary spell and hell in a drop) (It won't sell and that's the tragedy) (I know my way home, I can get there alone) (The day I need you they can feed me to the lions) (You can stop trying to get it started) (Its heart is gone, it's shot for the last time) (It's past time, it's meantime) (It's all over in between time) They don't owe me anything Now I'm on the line, now I've lost my touch They don't touch anything Every passing hour all becomes too much I don't owe you anything (There's a weaker echo in the other speaker) (Reduced mechanically and electronically) (Symphony of frequency delivering a slithering sound) (You guessed it, I missed it) I don't owe you anything Now I've lost my power, now I'm out of touch They don't touch anything Every passing hour all becomes too much I don't owe you anything Now I've lost my power, now I'm out of... (Should you, would you, could you, good) (Your feet get cold, isn't it too old) (I've been told you should have sold your soul) (It's not worth anything out here) (Not worth the earth you're standing on) They don't owe me anything Now I'm on the line, now I've lost my touch They don't touch anything Every passing hour all becomes too much I don't owe you anything Now I've lost my power, now I'm out of touch I don't owe you anything... (What'd he say, his name's Ray) (Sensitive guy, one two three) (That's how he is, he is and ought to be) (To sheet if you want to eat, and breathe the air) (While you knock somebody off their feet) (Not there, if you wanna beware) (It's not really fair, it a way of sayin' tough stuff) (It's tough to get enough and you laugh and laugh) (You can't get the staff, hold on to the laugh) (It's my craft, it's finished, it's kaput, it's over)