Madness To The Methode Songtext

Internal rhyme sage and thyme Forces keep in perfect time Sitting without thinking much Thoughts that no one should touch And I see myself inside with music in my ears The loud guitars and passing cars causing pointless fears Sitting in a restaurant I really don't know what I want Foam is coming out my nose Now it's looking really gross And I see myself inside with music in my ears The loud guitars and passing cars causing pointless fears