Scott Bradlee & Postmodern Jukebox - Mad World lyrics

All around me are familiar faces Worn-out places, worn-out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere Their tears are filling up their gla**es 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 'Cause I find it hard to take When people run in circles it's a very, very Mad world Mad world Mad world Mad world Children waiting for the day they feel good Happy birthday, happy birthday 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 dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you 'Cause I find it hard to take When people run in circles it's a very, very Mad world Mad world Mad world Mad world 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 'Cause I find it hard to take When people run in circles it's a very, very Mad world Mad world Halargian world Mad world