Contact the Fact - The Sound

You mean the world, the real world to me

So watching you go, is like watching a film in slow motion

Everything I touch, turns to dust

And everyone I turn to, turns on me

Strange the way, we accept our lot (living together)

Strange the way, we self-destruct (dying together)

All the beauty gets taken for granted

All the pain gets put in the way

Put in our way

Contact’s the fact, I need it

Contact you because I need you

Contact’s the fact, I need it

Contact you because I need you

Take me out, you take me out of myself

You can take what you want from me

Because I know you, hate it when I’m crazy

It’s a side of love, you never wanted to see

Contact’s the fact, I need it

Contact you because I need you

Contact’s the fact, I need it

Contact you because I need you