Mad world

Mad World

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 tommorow, no tommorow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which Iâ??m dying
Are the best Iâ??ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
â??cos I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
Itâ??s a very, very
Mad world