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ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ʟᴀᴍʙᴇʀᴛ - ᴍᴀᴅ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ

ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ʟᴀᴍʙᴇʀᴛ - ᴍᴀᴅ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ

Microphone | میکروفون · ᴍᴇʏsᴀᴍ

September 17, 20203m 4s

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All around me are familiar faces Worn out spaces, worn out places Bright and early for the daily races Goin' nowhere, goin' nowhere . And their tears are fillin' up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head I wanna 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 dyin' are the best I 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 . Children waitin' for the day they feel good Happy birthday, happy birthday Made to feel the way that every child should Sit and listen, sit and listen . Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me, no one knew me Hello teacher, tell me what's my lesson? Look right through me, look right through me . And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dyin' 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 Mad world, mad world