Lyrics

Only the righteous kiss those lips Too much guessing (guessing), too much need To believe this is madness (madness) This is madness Why should I suffer when I can't see your eyes? (See your eyes) Whose truth is your truth? What brain can you pick? (This is madness) This is madness (madness) This is madness (madness) This is madness (this is madness, madness) This is madness (madness) When did living start being a sin? If this is today (well, what the fuck's tomorrow?) Whose fashion is your fashion? What passion can you buy? And you know What's this? This is madness, madness This is madness (madness) This is madness (madness) This is madness (this is madness, madness) This is madness (madness) When did living start being a sin? If this is today (well, what the fuck's tomorrow?) Whose fashion is your fashion? What passion can you buy? Today And you are not This is madness (this is madness, madness) This is madness This is madness (this is madness, madness) This is madness (madness) The truth is, if you can
Writer(s): Kevin Walker, Jeremy Coleman, Martin Glover, Paul Ferguson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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