Method Of Madness by N/A Look at me, this is my method of madness Working hard on the scenery, trying to do what you did to me. I should know, Ive been apart of the badness. And its keeping me, like before, coming back, back for more. Now Im free, caught up in the world. Poisoned by the way we used to be, we used to be. High, high, high, high Look at me, youve seen my method of madness. Coming back now to shake your tree, trying to do what you did to me. I should know, but all I feel now is sadness. God my insides so numb and sore, I wont be back, back for more. Now Im free, caught up in the world. Poisoned by the way we used to be, we used to be. High, high, high, high Hayi Lomfana sondile bolamna