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| 19 апреля 2008 |
| 20:32 [Posted on 10.03.2008 at 12:37 ] |
| я, наверно, слишком избалована, и когда я не получаю того, что хочу, когда у меня что-то не получается, а я хочу сделать это,- у меня опускаются руки. и я впадаю в подобное спокойствие... или точнее это назвать будет апатией. ну что же... Gary Jules - Mad World All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere And their tears are filling up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head I want to 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 'Cos I find it hard to take When people run in circles It's a very, very Mad World Children waiting for the day they feel good Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday Made to feel the way that every child should Sit and listen, sit and listen Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me, no one knew me Hello teacher tell 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 'Cos I find it hard to take When people run in circles It's a very, very Mad World |
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