献给那甜蜜的死亡的诗与歌

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All around me are familiar faces
Worn-out places, worn-out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going no where, going no where
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head i wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And i find i 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 its a very very
Mad world
Mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
And i feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and i was very nervous
No one knew m, no one new me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And i find i 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 its a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Enlarging your world
Mad world

Donnie Darko, r u there?