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Nov 28, 2009 · lyrics:All around me are familiar facesWorn out places, worn out facesBright and early for the daily racesGoing nowhere, going nowhereTheir tears are filling...
Oct 25, 2009 · A music video featuring the song "Mad World" by Gary Jules with clips from animated movies.
[Chorus] 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 ...
Nov 15, 2001 · [Chorus] And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you, I find hard to take When people run in circles, it's a ...
ALL AROUND ME ARE FAMILIAR FACES...
"Mad World" is a 1982 song by British band Tears for Fears. Written by Roland Orzabal and sung by bassist Curt Smith, it was the band's third single release and first chart hit, reaching number three on the UK Singles Chart in November 1982. Both "Mad World" and its B-side, "Ideas as Opiates", appeared on the band's debut LP The Hurting (1983). This single was also the band's first ...
I guess I just had it in me all along I just had it in a paper I just had to write the song When I dropped a beat I still kept writin' When I threw a punch I still kept fightin' I guess I'll have another time Laying back just livin' my prime All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out places Bright and early for their daily races
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 And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm ...
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 ...
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 glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head, I wanna drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow And I find it kinda funny I find it kinda sad The dreams in which I'm dying
