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all around me are familiar faces |
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worn out places, worn out faces |
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bright and early for their daily races |
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going nowehere, going nowhere |
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and their rears are filling up their glasses |
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no expression, no expression |
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hide my head i want to drown my sorrow |
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no tomorrow, no tomorrow |
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and i find it kind of funny |
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i find it kind of sad |
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the dream in which i'm dying |
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are the best i've ever had |
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i find it hard to tell you |
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'cos i find it hard to take |
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when people run in circles |
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it's a very very |
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mad world |
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children waiting for the day they feel good |
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happy birthday, happy birthday |
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made to feel the way that every child should |
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sit and listen, sit and listen |
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went to school and i was very nervous |
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no one knew me, no one knew me |
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hello teacher tell me what's my lesson |
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look right through me, look right through me |
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and i find it kind of funny |
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i find it kind of sad |
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the dream in which i'm dying |
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are the best i've ever had |
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i find it hard to tell you |
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'cos i find it hard to take |
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when people run in circles |
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it's a very very |
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mad world |
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and i find it kind of funny |
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i find it kind of sad |
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the dream in which i'm dying |
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are the best i've ever had |
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i find it hard to tell you |
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'cos i find it hard to take |
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when people run in circles |
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it's a very very |
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mad world |
