From the highest mountain I´ve ever been to,
Nothin´ but wind and silence.
You find yourself, you think about
this stressing life in a mad, mad world…
From the top we all look like creeping crawls
struggling for material stuff
we don´t even need.
I cry, I cry… bellies full of ego…
Echo reminds me how small I am, how small.
Hopeless, madness comin´ to me…
Mad World… isn´t me.
To me, tome, tome…
Plastic smiley faces, sleeves hiding aces,
businessmen dealing with peace
making a toast for them virtual reality…
Freezing pictures of life shot to me
time after time, day after day frightened
breaking bonds and bonds as silky thread…
Hopeless, madness comin´ to me…
Mad World… isn´t me.
To me, tome, tome…
They play the starring role…
We are just a puppet crew…
There is a human virus,
It spreads fast as flue oh yes…
Hopeless, madness comin´ to me…
Mad World… isn´t me.
To me, tome, tome…
Madness, madness, madness…
Yeah we´re living in a mad world.
Full of hypocrisy.
Can you see, can you see no?
Oh Oh.

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