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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMad World
All around me are familiar facesWorn-out places, worn-out facesBright and early for their daily racesGoing nowhere, going nowhereAnd their tears are filling up their glassesNo expression, no expressionHide my head, I want to drown my sorrowNo tomorrow, no tomorrowAnd I find it kind of funnyI find it kind of sadThe dreams in which I'm dyingAre the best I've ever hadI find it hard to tell you, 'cause I find it hard to takeWhen people run in circlesIt's a very, veryMad worldMad worldChildren waiting for the day thеy feel goodHappy birthday, happy birthdayAnd I feel the way that every child shouldSit and listеn, sit and listenWent to school and I was very nervousNo one knew me, no one knew meHello, teacher, tell me what's my lessonLook right through me, look right through meAnd I find it kind of funnyI find it kind of sadThe dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever hadI find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to takeWhen people run in circles, it's a very veryMad worldMad worldMad worldMad world
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