Mad World Kerser

[Chorus: Gary Jules]
All around me are familiar
Worn-out places
Worn-out face
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere

[Verse 1: Kerser]
Bunch of robots in a race
They don't know where they going though
Doing what they told, brainwashed like they knowin' so
That's why I'm fucked up, living how my mates live
I hope that 9 to 5 make you feel like you made it
Then coppers do and the government can die slow
Hi, no, I'm happy sitting back watching time go
It's what it is and what it is, I can see through
What you do cause what you do is what we do
Not today man, I'm feeling the stress
As I try block it out and not deal with the mess
You ever popped this, pop that, dropped this what lad
Open up my eyes and realize I've been shot back
People think I make this up and I don't do shit
Look into these eyes and tell me I ain't being true bitch
From the heart, from the dome I'm just being real
Ripped apart bone to bone, I can barely feel