Paroles de Method To My Madness

I’m not what you wanted And I can’t chase time for a conflict A broken empty patience A violence fuelled by population A wipeout, a strangled choke hold I’m unable to make sense of my own hope And we’re losing our own battle The lease is up on rage We’re trapped constantly attacked But there’s a method to my madness Madness is my weakness I never want to dim the fire that’s beneath us It’s the differences that shape us We’re living the sixth extinction The problem is we revel in the symptoms Lonely python, reptile cyclone These are the last days