Running on mad It’s not the best fuel Simple interactions Turn into a duel Everyone ***** They’re annoying and lazy They’ll drive me quite nuts If I’m not already crazy
Running on mad I know that’s not good It’s hard to slow down Even when I should It’s tough to feel empathy, Impossible to forgive, Forget about another shot, Let’s just live and let live
Running on zen Or trying to find it Taking slow breaths Until I get behind it Counting to ten Or even much higher Until the mad disappears and I'm no ball of fire