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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
Walking into the school, nothing new.
The same things as every day.
Getting pushed into a locker by Stan and Kyle.
The sympathetic looks from Kenny.
I was always told I will go nowhere in life.
I'm nothing but a failure.
I get mocked for now wearing glasses,
wearing braces and having depression.
I'm just a freak.
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
I blink the tears away, I shouldn't be crying.
They'll give me more hell for that.
People stare at me like I was nothing.
Not even worth living, Just another piece of trash.
I hide my face into my books.
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
The same dreams over and over.
I can never escape. Forever having these dreams.
They get so mean sometimes. Worse every day.
It'll get so bad… there won't be a tomorrow for me
In my dreams, they beat me, wishing my death.
I'd do anything just to please them.
Taking my own life.
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
It's not like anyone would notice MY special day.
My parents or sister didn't even say anything.
Not like I actually expected them to.
It's the same every year.
Just another year older.
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.
The teachers always turn their back on me,
Pretend it's all a game, especially when I need them the most.
They couldn't care less.
It's not their life, so why should they?
No one can help 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, I find it hard to take
when people run in circles it's a very, very
Mad world, mad world, enlarging your world.
Mad world.
I won't make it just a dream. I'll make it come true.
I'll show them I have the courage to do something,
Even if it just is something as taking my own life.
Maybe I will make everyone feel better.
Maybe I'll finally be at peace from this… mad world.