| Em | G | | All around me are fam | iliar faces, |
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| D | A | | worn out places, w | orn out faces, |
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| Em | G | | Bright and early for their | daily races, |
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| D | A | | going nowhere, | going nowhere, |
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| Em | G | | And their tears are filling | up their glasses, |
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| D | A | | no expression, | no expression, |
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| Em | G | | Hide my head, I want to | drown my sorrow, |
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| D | A | | no tomorrow, | no tomorrow, |
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| Em | A | | And I find it kind of | funny, |
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| Em | I find it kind of | sad, |
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| A | The dreams in which I’m | dying |
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| Em | are the best I’ve every | had. |
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| A | I find it hard to | tell you, |
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| Em | cause I find it hard to | take, |
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| A | when people run in | circles, |
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| Em | G | A | Em | G | A | Em | | | Mad | World | | mad | world | |
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Children waiting for the day they feel good, |
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Happy birthday, happy birthday, |
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Made to feel the way that every child should |
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sit and listen, sit and listen. |
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Went to school and I was very nervous, |
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No one knew me, no one knew me, |
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Hello teacher, tell me what’s my lesson, |
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look right through me, look right through me |
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And I find it kind of funny, |
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The dreams in which I’m dying |
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are the best I’ve every had. |
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I find it hard to tell you, |
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cause I find it hard to take, |
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when people run in circles, |
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Mad World, mad world, mad world, mad world |
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