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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, going nowhere.
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression.
Hide 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..."
aus "Mad World" von Gary Jules (alle Rechte vorbehalten!!!)