Madness To The Methode

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