wasnt a good week for me

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out spaces
Worn out faces

Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere
Going nowhere


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
Mad world

Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me
No one knew me

And the teacher tells me what's 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 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
Mad world
Mad world