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All around me are familiar
faces,
Worn out places,
Worn out faces,
Bright and early for the
daily races,
Going nowhere,
Their tears are filling up
their glasses,
No expression,
Hide my head I wanna drown
my sorrow,
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,
It's a very very, Mad world.