you are sailing away
on a lake of madness
on a wave of sadness
you prefer the taste
of single malt sadness
a dirty shot of madness
you slowly float subconsciously

you don’t even care what it does to me
i used to be your gladness
you are heading
for a storm of illness
a hurricane of sickness
you’ve made your choice
a long time ago
without giving me the right to vote
you slowly float subconsciously
you don’t even care what it does to me
i used to be your gladness
even love doesn’t seem to work
as a drug against the rush
i used to be your gladness
now you are my sadness
i used to be your gladness
now you are my sadness
will it all end in madness