Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mad House, artist - Creature Feature. Album song American Gothic, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 23.12.2015
Record label: Villains & Vaudevillians
Song language: English
Mad House |
| Where did all this begin, my malicious tale |
| So rife with loathing, despair, and revenge |
| Picture this, a home could grow aware |
| Would this explain why I now live in fear? |
| Sometimes the razor’s dull and doesn’t cut enough |
| Sometimes it definitely cuts too much |
| All of this aggression and fury inside me |
| Has seeped into the bones of this old house |
| Year by year, the rage was building up |
| And my short fuse has turned against me now |
| Sometimes the razor’s dull and doesn’t cut enough |
| Sometimes it definitely cuts too much |
| Sometimes the anger doesn’t always manifest |
| Sometimes the anger’s like a hornet’s nest |
| I don’t know how much I can take |
| I simply must get out of this mad house |
| Nowhere to hide, I can’t escape |
| I really think it’s gunning for me now |
| You can’t imagine how I ache to toss a match |
| And burn the whole thing down |
| I pray in time it’s blown away |
| To nothing but a big hole in the ground |
| Would I get an answer if these walls could talk? |
| Would they explain why they now want me dead? |
| Was it me? |
| Am I a wicked man? |
| Was this monster born of my own two hands? |
| Some days it’s tame, doesn’t spill too much blood |
| Some days it’s crazed and can never get enough |
| Some days it’s still like the calm before a storm |
| Some days I wish I was never born |
| I don’t know how much I can take |
| I simply must get out of this mad house |
| Nowhere to hide, I can’t escape |
| I really think it’s gunning for me now |
| You can’t imagine how I ache to toss a match |
| And burn the whole thing down |
| I pray in time it’s blown away |
| To nothing but a big hole in the ground |
| It’s grown hungry, rather famished |
| Smelling blood and turning savage |
| Now it’s learning, forming habits |
| Sentient and wreaking havoc |
| It is growing, gaining traction |
| Can’t give up, I must take action |
| It is scheming, gaining reason |
| Making plans, becoming brazen |
| It is living in existence |
| Cognizant without a conscience |
| Shaping tactics without lenience |
| Setting traps to restore balance now |
| Get me out of this mad house |
| I’ll die in this mad house |