Tara Maclean

Mad World

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All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere,
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head, I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've every had
I find it hard to tell you, cause I find it hard to take
When people run in circles, it's a very, very
Mad World
Mad World

Children waiting for the day they feel good,
Happy birthday, happy birthday,
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen.
Went to school and I was very nervous,
No one knew me, no one knew me,
Hello teacher, tell me what's my lesson,
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've every had
I find it hard to tell you, cause I find it hard to take
When people run in circles, it's a very, very
Mad World
Mad World
Mad World
Mad World
Mad World