Madness

Chances are, 'cause i wear this silly grin The moment you come into view Chances are you think that I'm in love with you Why do we do this to ourselves? We do this over and over and over and over again Round and round we go (Round and round we go) Ah, we're all just going round in circles If 1 equals 1 then how come so much that it hurts you? The worst truthis the wounds are actually self-inflicted You've only got yourself to blame if the whole thing ends in stitches Do we ride on, and let bygones be bygones Cause all we all we want is love, love love And we chase it like ratrace for the papers So a man stands for his babeh It's a grand slam for the ages I woke in love again Who would have thought for heartbroken it would come again Fuck it then Might as well get a bun in the oven Lonely savage It's not like this planets overcrowded Or that people should adopt more Or clocked that recreation should just stop for a second We've got babies having babies for their child support What are we doing? Are we acting as we should? Are we being proper humans? If loves the most powerful energy that exists How come it only lasts a bit And then afterwards feels like shit We sit there and tell ourselves "Nope, never again, love's not for me, I'm going celibate friends" And all it bloody takes is a half decent conversation with the opposite sex And you're back on the activating Never forsaken Always the top of contemplation And who can blame us? the whole globes runs off fornication Sex sells, so why are we not all millionaires? I mean, someone's making money but no one seems to care 3 quatrers still asleep, living life within a dream And working hard for 50 weeks and spending 2 to think in peace We're trapped up in the circle of love What is found is then lost cause one though it wasn't enough Chances are cause I wear this sillg grin, The moment you come into view, Chances are you think that I'm in love with you Ah, this is all just meant to A vicious circle of wishful purposed energy And evetually we come the concluded rest in peace that Love is more about pain than it seems It's crazy how we do it I mean, love is really all there is about us humans We love eachother, spiritually consciously coexist But that same love of ego as left society where it is so The question is can we truly love Or will love ironically be the end of us soon enough True love does exist I believe to my gut It just takes 2 souls to take it and make it through the rough But, fuck I mean easier said than done Because paranoia's a bitch and jealousy's a cunt And how we think we're ready to share love with someone else When we can't even love this planet, let alone ourselves It's like we should takes our hearts and put it on a shelf And just leave that there for you and nobody else But of course the opposite sex can love eachother We've got fathers, brothers, sons, daughters, sisters, and mothers but Husbands and wives? well that normally ends in troubles Sweet honeymoon period then *pop* goes your bubble You can stay together and in love just like some do But ask those who are and they'll tell you it's a struggle so, Are we all destined for cursed marriage? Or is it that nothing come easy that's worth having It's up to you what you do with love once you've found it Feed it from your soul or let your ego drown it I stand astounded Have i clocked it here in this rhyme? Love's only relevant to an actual period of I'll sit back and smile through my crooked teeth I'm done loooking for love, I'm gunna let love come look for me Chances are cause I wear this silly grin, The moment you come into view, Chances are you think that I'm in love with you