Madboy is turning Madboy is lost again Big wheels are running This road will never end He doesn't feel like walking He doesn't feel like talking Membership to real life seems to fade away He went into different ages And turned the other pages Trying to find the blade Madboy is bumping Madboy is drunk again He doesn't feel like living But still life has it's meaning A season and it's end - a final grade for him Oh, I'd like to feel the body, drying all the time Oh, I'd like to dig out the...