Shinedown ☆ Sound Of Madness

Yeah, I get it, you’re an outcast

Always under attack, always coming in last

Bringing up the past, no one owes you anything

I think you need a shotgun blast, a kick in the ass

So paranoid, watch your back

Oh my, here we go

Another lose cannon gone bi-polar

Slipped down, couldn’t get much lower

Quicksand’s got no sense of humor

I’m still laughing like hell

You think that by crying to me

Looking so sorry that I’m gonna believe

You’ve been infected by a social disease

Well, then take your medicine

I created the sound of madness, wrote the book on pain

Somehow I’m still here to explain

That the darkest hour never comes in the night

You can sleep with a gun

When you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?

I’m so sick of this tombstone mentality

If there’s an afterlife then it’ll set you free

But I’m not gonna part the seas

You’re a self-fulfilling prophecy

You think that by crying to me

Looking so sorry that I’m gonna believe

You’ve been infected by a social disease

Well, then take your medicine

I created the sound of madness, wrote the book on pain

Somehow I’m still here to explain

That the darkest hour never comes in the night

You can sleep with a gun

When you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?

I created the sound of madness, wrote the book on pain

Somehow I’m still here to explain

That the darkest hour never comes in the night

You can sleep with a gun

When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up and fight?

I created the sound of madness, wrote the book on pain

Somehow I’m still here to explain

That the darkest hour never comes in the night

You can sleep with a gun

When you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?

When you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?

When you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?

When you gonna wake up and fight for yourself?