Текст песни 29 - Disconnect

Blind frustration highlighted through seas of neon and raw despair
This is what I endure for a taste of how you care

Vision wanes as we draw the line

Suspended in the podium firing line, mute audience tranquilised
How does it feel to be 29 in Vancouver, where languages combine

Vision wanes as we draw the line

Debased
Erased

Close off the night and the truth will return
We're empty and void in a sequence with death
Were those fleeting moments all I'll ever have in some reality that I'll never live?