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All around me are familiar saplings
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their uuuuuuus are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head, I wanna drown my sorrow
No stream tomorrow, no stream tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm squeebing
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
