The Method
Reading the pages of life
Trying to figure out
What makes me wrong or right
I'm told there's a reason
A motive and a mystery
For October acts out of season

Chorus:
There must be a method to my madness
It always seems I'll just relapse
There's cracks in me, broken fractures
What...is the method to my madness?

I'm face-down in the snow
Where you raped me
And stripped me in the cold
I'm told there's an explanation
Why some of us are shallow
And some go mad in contemplation

Chorus:
There must be a method to my madness
It always seems I'll just relapse
There's cracks in me, broken fractures
What...is the method to my madness?

Is it madness in me, or just confusion?
I'm good at playing the method of illusion...

Chorus:
There must be a method to my madness
It always seems I'll just relapse
There's cracks in me, broken fractures
What...is the method to my madness?
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