Texty: Queensryche. Promised Land. Dis Con Nec Ted.

I've got to do something
About the loathsome
State I'm in.

Dis con nec ted
Dis con nec ted
Dis con nec ted

Everywhere I see decay.
Mechanized and sterilized
Visions of replay.
I must release my rage.

Oh... dis con nec ted
I'm... dis con nec ted
Feeling so... dis con nec ted


D o w n.........

Maybe all I need
Beside my pills
And the surgery
Is a new metaphor for reality.

I'm... dis con nec ted
Feeling so... dis con nec ted
Oh... dis con nec ted



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