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Am C G D
All around me are familiar faces. Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races. Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses. No expression, no expression
Hide my head; I want to drown my sorrow. No tomorrow, no tomorrow
(Am) D Am
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...
Am C D
Mad world (×3 more)
Children waiting 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
(Am) D Am
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...
Am C D
Mad world (×3 more)
D D D / Am C G D (×2, instrumental)
(Am) D Am
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...
Am C D
Mad world
Am C D
Mad world
Am C D
Halargian world
Am C D
Mad world