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photograph taken: autumn 2001, point pleasant beach, new jersey. used on november 2003 page. Mad Mad World by Gary Jules ' All around me are familiar faces Worn out places Worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going no where Going no where Their tears are filling 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 Im dying are the best Ive ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take When people run in circles its a very very Mad world Mad world 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 Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me No one knew me Hello teacher tell me whats 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 Im dying are the best Ive ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take When people run in circles its a very very Mad world Mad world Enlarging your world Mad world ' |
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