Shaming the ignorant soul Telling them to open up to what they’re told We all know much more than what we’ll doLabel them evil and cold They know about the truth More than they know their ownIt’s easier to point at the world The madness, it gets old Yet who’s to tell you who you can be?It’s madness, it gets old As they say Everything comes to an end Will you comfort us through life ’til death?The madness, it gets old Oh as they say So as they say What is the truth without law?What is the law if the law needs to change?If it’s personal, is it for the world?What is it to think, not to feel?Theres no compassion when keeping it real But our feelings can lead us astray The madness, it gets old Yet who’s to tell you who you can be?It’s madness, it gets old As they sayEverything comes to an end Will you comfort us through life ’til death?The madness, it gets old Oh as they say So as they say Come lift me up So I can see all of you Stating opinions as truth Come lift me up So I can see all of you Telling me what I should do The madness, it gets old Yet who’s to tell you who you can be?It’s madness, it gets old As they say Everything comes to an end Will you comfort us through life ’til death?The madness, it gets old Oh as they say So as they sayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
