Seen this track before,
Only been from the outside,
Please turn back the door,
It's cold it seems on the outside,
A world in disarray,
Is always seen as bad sign,
Carry on this way and work it out in it's own time.

Oh madness can wait,
For another piece of bad news,
Before emptiness becomes my soul,
And let me ride my gladness,
And let me ride... till I'm done.

So on and on we go,
We slowly creep toward the downside,
Please get off the floor,
And try and see it from my side,
Oh bad news can wait,
For another piece of madness,
Before emptiness becomes my soul.

And let me ride, ride, ride, my, my, my.

I said too much Lord I know I tried,
Let me ride, ride, ride,
Till I'm done, till I'm done...

Oh bad news can wait,
For another piece of madness before,
Emptiness becomes my soul,
Oh and let me ride, ride, ride,
And let me ride, ride, ride, my, my, my,
I said too much Lord I know I tried...
Let me ride... till I'm done,
Until I'm done...