Testo di This Mad

I'm falling to pieces But I put my request into god by the deadline I wrote - would you drink the sea If yelling has dried up your language by this time Then I would have a way to drive away Then I would have a road and I could go today On the wisdom bus heading into town I'll pay the fare to be a believer I've rode imagination straight into the ground And I gotta know what I gotta know by now Power's acquired But I'm just bewildered the same with the madness we make Love kisses hate Hate spits back all of its tenderness with all its sadness