This Is Just Plain Rude Riot.

All around me are familiar faces Worn out places Worn out faces Bright and earlier 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 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 I find it hard to take When people run in circles it's a very very

Mad world Mad world

I'm that good at bumping.

[zombie-nunu-tears]