Mad World
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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
full lyrics... 
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
full lyrics... 
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Features Of This Song
synth rock arranging
electronica influences
repetitive melodic phrasing
synthetic sonority
minor key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
prominent use of synth
subtle use of acoustic piano

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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It's a very, very
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Are the best I've ever had
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'Cause I find it hard to take
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Publisher: ROLAND ORZABAL LIMITED
Are the best I've ever had
Mad world, mad world
Mad world
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
Songwriter: Roland Orzabal
'Cause I find it hard to take
And I find it kind of funny
Made to feel the way that every child should
The dreams in which I'm dyin'
I find it hard to tell you
Are the best I've ever had
Their tears are fillin' up their glasses
'Cause I find it hard to take
I find it kind of sad
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson?
When people run in circles
I find it kind of sad
Mad world, mad world
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Mad world, mad world
And I find it kind of funny
The dreams in which I'm dyin'
And I find it kind of funny
A raunchy young world
I find it hard to tell you
When people run in circles
When people run in circles
Mad world, mad world
Happy birthday, happy birthday
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dyin'
Mad world, mad world
Sits and listen, sits and listen
No expression, no expression
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