Metal Church - Method To Your Madness Lyrics
Please let us at them,Goes the barrack room cry,I'm glad I'm not going.I'm not dying to die.I've got all my medalsSurvived sneak attacksIt's not worth all the feelingsAnd compassion I lack.Out on the run, guns at your back,They've got you in their sights.Everyone's gone, they're dead in a trench.Endless, sleepless nights.I've been to the jungleIn garrison fileI've walked death's quiet pathsEach lonely mileI killed for no reasonMy heart grew stone coldWith a gun in your hand,Suddenly you think you're so boldOut on the run, guns at your back,They've got you in their sights.Everyone's gone, they're dead in a trench.Endless, sleepless nights.Out on the run, guns at your backThey've got you in their sightsIs the method to your madness nowTo try to end your life?Captive there and all aloneI would bide my timeI'de write my family and all my friendAnd tell them I am doing fineBut why is there blood upon my chest?Is there a method to this madness?Twenty one guns salute you,When you die.Twenty one guns salute you,Why, oh why?Your gravestone readsYou were a patriot's son.But nobody caresWhen all is said and done.Out on the run, guns at your back,They've got you in their sights.Everyone's gone, they're dead in a trench.Endless, sleepless nights.Out on the run, guns at your back,They've got you in their sights.Is the method to your madness nowTo try to end your life?
