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I'm mad I am, I am, I am really bad I am, I am, I am Trapped inside my dread If you could try to understand me! Bang your head Leave it, grab it, fake it, when it Comes you're never ready Showing everything but standard Is it fashion, is it fuss? Oh, here we are, entertain us! Now come on! Yes I am mad, is it sickness? Why do I feel so really good about this? Yes, I am entirely bonkers But I'm still fly Mad is the new high! I'm not dead Did you, did you hear what I said? Did you, could you, can you, wIll you Think you saw me try? Let's come together one more time To the bitter end Blinded but I still can feel it's So close I can taste it No more time for us to waste it Shut your mouth and hold my hand We're off to Never-Neverland Now sing it! Yes I am mad, is it sickness? Why do I feel so really good about this? Yes, I am entirely bonkers But I'm still fly Yes I am mad, is it sickness? Why do I feel so really good about this? Yes, I am entirely bonkers But I'm still fly Mad is the new high! Well, it's all in your head If you're good or you're sad So I just choose to be mad Rather than drown in regret I'm easy come, easy go Little high, little low I don't care much so If I wanna I go, if I wanna I go If I wanna I go (if I wanna I go) Yes, I am mad, is it sickness? Why do I feel so really goid about this? Yes, I am entirely bonkers But I'm still fly Yes I am mad, is it sickness? Why do I feel so really good about this? Yes, I am entirely bonkers But I'm still fly. Yes I am! Yes, I am! Yes, I am entirely bonkers But I'm still fly Mad is the new high!
Writer(s): Maria Aleksandrovna Zoloshkova, Sergei Sergeevich Ivanov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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