Mad World (Gary Jules)

All around me are familiar faces

worn out places, worn out faces

bright and early for the daily races

going nowhere, going nowhere

their tears are filling up their glasses

no expression, no expression

hide my head i wanna drown my sorrow

no tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad

the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had

I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take

when people run in circles in a very very

Mad World, Mad World

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