Lost Touch

By Ceschi

On Sad, Fat Luck

Released on April 4, 2019

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[Verse 1]

Feet stuck in the mud

Lord have mercy on your soul

Shit whiskey in a gold cup

You're immersed in it

Broke every bone in your body just to fit into a box

Lost touch like my pinky

No more finger print traces

It’s worse when you think that you've got it all figured out

Never even had a doubt

Then the world ends

Not flat, not round

It's worse when you think that you had her all figured out

Then she spit into your mouth

The game won’t give no slack

When a motherfucker stops putting work in

I've seen good men lose everything

From retirement pension to each hair on their head

They may say make lemonade

But it's hard when your boss

Wouldn't piss on the flames that engulf you

Let alone give a nickel in change

For your grave when the job's through


[Chorus]

Everything, everything, everything

Everything, everything, everything, everything's okay

Long as you live, long as you work

Long as you listen, long as you pray

Everything, everything, everything

Everything, everything, everything, everything's okay

Long as you live, long as you work

Long as you listen, long as you pay


[Verse 2]

Lived on top of the world in the past

But who owned that world?

And who profited off your broken back?

Who stole your soul?

"Suck it up bald baby"

They're screaming from the tip top of a skyscraper

"Time is money like a Rolex wrist watch"

You’re a bitch on this prison block

Seems that’s there's always gonna be

A monster feasting

Off the salt of the earth

Imposters leeching off of weaklings

That’ll eat anything they feed them freely

Is freedom still a thing that you believe in?

Is freedom still a thing that we believe in?

I want to believe that we are more than blind complacency

Call it naive or just faith in humanity


[Chorus]

Everything, everything, everything

Everything, everything, everything, everything's okay

Long as you live, long as you work

Long as you listen, long as you pray

Everything, everything, everything

Everything, everything, everything, everything's okay

Long as you live, long as you work

Long as you listen, long as you pay