Single Malt

you are sailing away

on a lake of madness

on a wave of sadness

you prefer the taste

of single malt sadness

a dirty shot of madness

you slowly float subconsciously

you don’t even care what it does to me

i used to be your gladness

you are heading

for a storm of illness

a hurricane of sickness

you’ve made your choice

a long time ago

without giving me the right to vote

you slowly float subconsciously

you don’t even care what it does to me

i used to be your gladness

even love doesn’t seem to work

as a drug against the rush

i used to be your gladness

now you are my sadness

i used to be your gladness

now you are my sadness

will it all end in madness