| Song | Madhouse |
| Artist | Kimbra |
| Album | The Golden Echo |
| Devils don't lie | |
| They just fuel the heart’s fire for more, more | |
| Devils don't pry | |
| They just wait until you want a bit more, more | |
| I don't want lies | |
| I want open skies | |
| I want doors, doors | |
| But the pressure keeps prying | |
| There's an open fire at the core, core | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse that you’re making | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse that you’re making | |
| Chaos and disorder! | |
| I’m a mess then I’m a messiah | |
| (Don’t you leave me alone) | |
| In the chaos and disorder! | |
| I’m a mess then I’m a messiah | |
| (I’m terrorizing everything) | |
| The way we get by | |
| Is to lie, lie, lie | |
| A bit more, more | |
| Way we get high | |
| Is get high on pride | |
| A bit more, more | |
| You go deep inside | |
| No room for the light | |
| In these four walls | |
| Hunting for your dream | |
| Down the cocaine streets | |
| Give me more, more | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse that you’re making | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse that you’re making | |
| Chaos and disorder! | |
| I’m a mess then I’m a messiah | |
| (Don’t you leave me alone) | |
| In the chaos and disorder! | |
| I’m a mess then I’m a messiah | |
| (I’m terrorizing everything) | |
| Inside of my head | |
| It’s a madhouse that you’re making | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse that you’re making | |
| Breaking inside of me | |
| We gotta find that light shining in the hard times | |
| Gotta find that light shining in the dark times | |
| Gotta find that light shining in the hard times | |
| Gotta find that light shining in the dark times | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse | |
| Breaking inside of me | |
| Whats that clack clack? Gotta get outta here | |
| Rather be caught dead than die in here! |
| Devils don' t lie | |
| They just fuel the heart' s fire for more, more | |
| Devils don' t pry | |
| They just wait until you want a bit more, more | |
| I don' t want lies | |
| I want open skies | |
| I want doors, doors | |
| But the pressure keeps prying | |
| There' s an open fire at the core, core | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse that you' re making | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse that you' re making | |
| Chaos and disorder! | |
| I' m a mess then I' m a messiah | |
| Don' t you leave me alone | |
| In the chaos and disorder! | |
| I' m a mess then I' m a messiah | |
| I' m terrorizing everything | |
| The way we get by | |
| Is to lie, lie, lie | |
| A bit more, more | |
| Way we get high | |
| Is get high on pride | |
| A bit more, more | |
| You go deep inside | |
| No room for the light | |
| In these four walls | |
| Hunting for your dream | |
| Down the cocaine streets | |
| Give me more, more | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse that you' re making | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse that you' re making | |
| Chaos and disorder! | |
| I' m a mess then I' m a messiah | |
| Don' t you leave me alone | |
| In the chaos and disorder! | |
| I' m a mess then I' m a messiah | |
| I' m terrorizing everything | |
| Inside of my head | |
| It' s a madhouse that you' re making | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse that you' re making | |
| Breaking inside of me | |
| We gotta find that light shining in the hard times | |
| Gotta find that light shining in the dark times | |
| Gotta find that light shining in the hard times | |
| Gotta find that light shining in the dark times | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse | |
| Oh hear the sound of the madhouse | |
| Breaking inside of me | |
| Whats that clack clack? Gotta get outta here | |
| Rather be caught dead than die in here! |