Uploaded November 2023 | Updated September 2026, 43 minutes ago
Lyrics:
MAD MADE
Said you know me
I don't know you
Uncertainty
Don't make doubt true
Where you coming from?
What's been your scene?
I don't recognize you anytime we met
It ain't a face I'd forget
Not IRL?
URL then? You?
Are you from a screen?
Speak up
This ain't about a matter of trust
Or some solitary statement
And I think we all must be all mad if...
You must be mad if you think we all got it made
Sanity: Majority has it
"Majority rules"
Us fools can be sure though that
We all paid
SO LATE
So late
Why you gatekeeping when there ain't no gate?
Why you goalkeeping when there ain't goal
Take a toll don't it, won't it add some weight
Be a doll, rack it up and let it roll, baby
High in the morning when alarm bell ring
The nerve of the birds for even trying to sing
I'm a jerk, well don't you all think?
But take my under your slumber not just your wing
I'ma number, I'm a stat
I'm this and I'm that
I'm a buck short/shy
And clearly quite mad
Classic Jack
Take me back to simpler time
Maybe one before mine
When there wasn't such a
"line in the sand"
I don't know where I stand
Either side
I'm gonna fall if I don't figure
Work it out on both hands
Please
These are the 'day's of our lives'
Just like those sands
Talking soap
I'm a little too late though
I don't know how to cope
So late
But the rest of it can wait
And I need a little rest so can I put it on fate sometimes
Lagging on and dragging
So what? It ain't a pro of mine
it ain't a pro of mine
ONE THOUGHT
One thought I ought not share
One little split hair
One little spit there just wanna shine
As this world spins out on it's lonely axis
You'd think we'd have it locked
With all the practice
By now we've had time
Maybe we're just not made
To make that trade
Keep up our side
"We just reside here"
That kind of thing
But if we all were a lot more kinder
I for one just wouldn't mind
Another shot at a future, yeah?
One we call could sing
Some melody
Twice if you'll allow two
If only we came with a "how to" and never guess
And if we all spent a lot more time on introspection
Instead of deflection we'd fight less
If every wave from movement to radio
Had a better ratio
Than just whatever is "what's next?"
Maybe I'm dreaming, we all are
Different dreams with diffused meanings
Direct streaming
To our collective consciousness
Harmony?
IN TRADE
You tell me it's the wrong way
But I've no need for you to commandeer or steer
And we're relatively different beings, dear
You don't want my lonely, I don't want your fear
You're on about a right way
But how you navigating clear at all round here?
You always say it's never fair to disappear
But I don't want your lonely, you don't want my fear
YOU KNOW
It's said
Fill it first then kick that bucket dead
And we're all raised, bred to know this
But you seem to know more
Better stock in store
Your narrative might just as well be lore
You know?
You know this, and me?
Funny
And and you can call me out if you want to, honey
But you think you still call how it goes
Shots were easy for you
You called it keeping me on my toes
Who knows?
Sometimes thorns ain't got a rose
What silver lining is there to take away, my dear?
No fault could be found here
The lines have never been so clear
You know?
Copyright Jack Winters 2023
Lyrics:
MAD MADE
Said you know me
I don't know you
Uncertainty
Don't make doubt true
Where you coming from?
What's been your scene?
I don't recognize you anytime we met
It ain't a face I'd forget
Not IRL?
URL then? You?
Are you from a screen?
Speak up
This ain't about a matter of trust
Or some solitary statement
And I think we all must be all mad if...
You must be mad if you think we all got it made
Sanity: Majority has it
"Majority rules"
Us fools can be sure though that
We all paid
SO LATE
So late
Why you gatekeeping when there ain't no gate?
Why you goalkeeping when there ain't goal
Take a toll don't it, won't it add some weight
Be a doll, rack it up and let it roll, baby
High in the morning when alarm bell ring
The nerve of the birds for even trying to sing
I'm a jerk, well don't you all think?
But take my under your slumber not just your wing
I'ma number, I'm a stat
I'm this and I'm that
I'm a buck short/shy
And clearly quite mad
Classic Jack
Take me back to simpler time
Maybe one before mine
When there wasn't such a
"line in the sand"
I don't know where I stand
Either side
I'm gonna fall if I don't figure
Work it out on both hands
Please
These are the 'day's of our lives'
Just like those sands
Talking soap
I'm a little too late though
I don't know how to cope
So late
But the rest of it can wait
And I need a little rest so can I put it on fate sometimes
Lagging on and dragging
So what? It ain't a pro of mine
it ain't a pro of mine
ONE THOUGHT
One thought I ought not share
One little split hair
One little spit there just wanna shine
As this world spins out on it's lonely axis
You'd think we'd have it locked
With all the practice
By now we've had time
Maybe we're just not made
To make that trade
Keep up our side
"We just reside here"
That kind of thing
But if we all were a lot more kinder
I for one just wouldn't mind
Another shot at a future, yeah?
One we call could sing
Some melody
Twice if you'll allow two
If only we came with a "how to" and never guess
And if we all spent a lot more time on introspection
Instead of deflection we'd fight less
If every wave from movement to radio
Had a better ratio
Than just whatever is "what's next?"
Maybe I'm dreaming, we all are
Different dreams with diffused meanings
Direct streaming
To our collective consciousness
Harmony?
IN TRADE
You tell me it's the wrong way
But I've no need for you to commandeer or steer
And we're relatively different beings, dear
You don't want my lonely, I don't want your fear
You're on about a right way
But how you navigating clear at all round here?
You always say it's never fair to disappear
But I don't want your lonely, you don't want my fear
YOU KNOW
It's said
Fill it first then kick that bucket dead
And we're all raised, bred to know this
But you seem to know more
Better stock in store
Your narrative might just as well be lore
You know?
You know this, and me?
Funny
And and you can call me out if you want to, honey
But you think you still call how it goes
Shots were easy for you
You called it keeping me on my toes
Who knows?
Sometimes thorns ain't got a rose
What silver lining is there to take away, my dear?
No fault could be found here
The lines have never been so clear
You know?
Copyright Jack Winters 2023
