Mad
Composição: Vitor Trida.The bed is made
Table is set
Your morning words, a coffee served cold and flat
A goodbye kiss
My salted bliss
Don't mind me saying I love when you sketch false smiles on your face
So nothing is out of pace
I played my part
Tried to connect
While you kept all your vows safe under the bed
Now I raise my tone
Press sentiments
I'm up to something real, need to break the seal, and show you how to commit
Cut and I bleed
See I'm ready to feel
Mad, Mad
I`m getting mad
Just by hearing your voice
Mad, Mad
It`s in my head
This restless noise
Mad, Mad
Cut me some slack
I`m not your toy
Mad, Mad
I will not let
You get in control
You say I'm sick
But I feel relieved
I'm ready to cut loose and set us on our ways
Say I'll be alone
I've always been
You can stop pretending, no one's attending your sympathetic parade
Please don't play sad
See now it's time to get mad
(Just get on Mad Babe)
Mad, Mad
I`m getting mad
Just by hearing your voice
Mad, Mad
It`s in my head
This restless noise
Mad, Mad
Take off the mask
Have a look at yourself
Mad, Mad
And tell me next
Does it really feel true, does it, feel true?