Saturday, December 22, 2007

I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had



All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces



Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere



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 ever had



I find it hard to tell you
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 ever had



I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles



It's a very, very mad world ... world
Enlarge your world




Mad world

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