Mad Days

Making the the worst of a bad situation with an ants patience and a fleas strength
like a kid about to squash an insect – i’ll break it down and build it up again
yeah, mad days to shut out the pain – the 7 sins – the sorrows seven
you seek wild friendships, but never a friend – it’s always mad days to shut out pain
If you can’t have all; have some more of the bitter best or the sugared worst
yeah, the blackest night on another planet – a hand out of space; picking you up
you seek wild friendships, but never a friend – it’s always mad days to shut out pain
It’s the same situation – same head – my eyes are fire-engine red
staring at a hole through space – the pain goes away – the wound stays…
when love is a nothing place – dive into: mad days…