Thursday, November 29, 2007
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All around me are familiar faces * Worn out places, 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 ... I find it hard to tell you * I find it hard to take * When people run in circles * It's a very, very *** Mad World ***
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