I was mad.
being in love with a horror like you, I was

maaaaad.

nothing came good, after the time had passed,
all the times i got mad I know I was good
for it, I was maaaad being in love with you

fake little man dipped on a prayer of nothing less than unsanity,
you are a dark cave in a breathing body
nothing about your mind is clear your energy is haunting

I was mad.
being in love with a horror like you, I was

maaaaaad.

pity was your praise, you were so coward in your ways
somehow sometimes I looked up to you
but could never find a way to look into you
dark rays and dark days
you were a living deadman walking.

dreadful days beside you, I couldn’t get that ick
out of my mind about you.
one thing im pleased is that you came back to prove it to me.

I was just maaaaad.
maaaad to be in love with you.

so clear to me now, you were always who you are
colors so straightforward you only ever brewed one.
I was just maaaad, to believe in such a tape worm.

I was mad.
being in love with a horror like you, I was

maaaaaaaad.

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