Madness

Only the righteous kiss those lips
Too much guessing (guessing), too much need
To believe this is madness (madness)
This is madness
Why should I suffer when I can't see your eyes? (See your eyes)
Whose truth is your truth?
What brain can you pick? (This is madness)

This is madness (madness)
This is madness (madness)
This is madness (this is madness, madness)
This is madness (madness)

When did living start being a sin?
If this is today (well, what the fuck's tomorrow?)
Whose fashion is your fashion?
What passion can you buy?
And you know
What's this?

This is madness, madness
This is madness (madness)
This is madness (madness)
This is madness (this is madness, madness)
This is madness (madness)

When did living start being a sin?
If this is today (well, what the fuck's tomorrow?)
Whose fashion is your fashion?
What passion can you buy?
Today
And you are not

This is madness (this is madness, madness)
This is madness
This is madness (this is madness, madness)
This is madness (madness)

The truth is, if you can



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Walker, Jeremy Coleman, Martin Glover, Paul Ferguson
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