All around me are familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces.
Bright 'n' early for the daily races going nowhere, going nowhere.
The tears are filling up their glasses; no expression, no expression.
Hang 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.
(That's only half of the lyrics but it should be enough, thanks.)
2007-03-08
01:06:33
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