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Simple, what would be your theme song, let us know.

Change to Mad World by Gary Jules

Mad World

All around me are familiar faces

Worn out places

Worn out faces

Bright and early for the daily races

Going no where

Going no where

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 I 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 its a very very

Mad world

Mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good

Happy birthday

Happy birthday

And I 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 new me

Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson

Look right through me

Look right through me

And I find I 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 its a very very

Mad world

Mad world

Enlarging your world

Mad world

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Simple, what would be your theme song, let us know.

Change to Mad World by Gary Jules

Mad World

All around me are familiar faces

Worn out places

Worn out faces

Bright and early for the daily races

Going no where

Going no where

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 I kind of funny

I find it kind of sad

The dreams in which I

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"Stand Still, Look Pretty"

-- The Wreckers

I want to paint my face

And pretend that I am someone else

Sometimes I get so fed up

I don't even want to look at myself

But people have problems that are worse than mine

I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time

And I hate the way you look at me I have to say

I wish I could start over

I am slowly falling apart

I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start

You might think it's easy being me

You just stand still, look pretty

Sometimes I find myself shaking

In the middle of the night

And then it hits me and I can't

Even believe this is my life

But people have problems that are worse than mine

I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time

And I wish that everyone would go and shut their mouths

I'm not strong enough to deal with it

I am slowly falling apart

I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start

You might think it's easy being me

You just stand still, look pretty

I am slowly falling apart

I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start

You might think it's easy being me

You just stand still, look pretty

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"Broken Angel"

-- Hanson

So small, yet still so proud

At night before he dreams he looks into the clouds

A high flyer's what I want to be

Seems they won't let me, says I'm too small

I don't feel small at all

Break my dreams, that's what they'll do

Well I'm going to run away and learn to fly like you

I'm going to go so high and swoop so low

You can't bring me down, going to be so proud

Little angel you got to learn to fly

Get up and earn your wings tonight

Little angel just look in my eyes

Get up and earn your wings tonight

Push and shove then climb aboard

This is the shuttle train to the top of the world

When you look around what do you see

These are all high flyers

But none of these high flyers look like me

What is that supposed to mean

What am I supposed to be

I pull my way up through this crowd

To find your body crushed on the ground

It's so obvious, why couldn't you see

That you can't go high flying without a pair of high-flyer wings

Little one's broken lying on the ground

Trying to get up 'till his last breath out

Wings are strune everywhere, there's blood all around

'Cause even angel's die, but that light just fades

It's so sad, but he'd be so proud

Broken angel you've got to learn to fly

Get up and earn your wings tonight

Broken angel just look in my eyes

Get up and earn you wings tonight

Get up and earn your wings, earn your wings tonight

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"Fighting For It All"

You can try to keep me down

You can try to keep me under

But you'll never get my will,

You'll never take my will to fight

'Cause I was born at the bottom of this mountain

I'm scared and I'll probably climb it ,

Climb it till the day I die

All the things I know I needed

Just keeps me going

All the things I never had

Just keeps me wanting it more

Fighting for it all

I know I'm not that pretty

I'm only avid smart

With an overwhelming uncanny need just to need to survive

But you can dig a grave six feet under

But you'll have to take me up

'Cause you know I won't be going high

All the things I know I've needed

Just keeps me searching

All the things I never had

Just keeps me wanting it more

Fighting for it all

I never had a hero

Never met a saint

And there's nothing on this earth I can take with me

Anyway

All the things I know I've needed

Just keeps me going

All the things I never had

Just keeps me wanting it more

Fighting for it all

Fighting for it all

So, you can try to keep me down

You can try to keep me under

But you'll never get my will,

You'll never take my will to fight

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my theme song; bang the doldrums - Fall out boy

I wrote a goodbye note

In lipstick on your arm

When you passed out

I couldn't bring myself to call

Except to call it quits

Best friends

Ex-friends til the end

Better off as lovers

And not other way around

Racing through the city

Windows down

In the back of

Yellow-checkered cars

Youre Wrong

Are we all Wrong

Youre Wrong

Are we all Wrong

This city says

Come hell or high water

When I'm feeling hot and wet

I can't commit to a thing

Be it heart or hospital

Best friends

Ex-friends til the end

Better off as lovers

And not other way around

Racing through the city

Windows down

In the back of

Yellow-checkered cars

Youre Wrong

Are we all Wrong

Youre Wrong

Are we all Wrong

The tombstones are waiting

They were half engraved

They knew it was over

Just didn't know the day

And I cast a spell over the west

To make you think of me

The same way I think of you

This is a love song

In my own way

Happily ever after

Below the waist

Best friends

Ex-friends til the end

Better off as lovers

Racing through the city

Windows down

In the back of

Yellow-checkered cars

Youre Wrong

Are we all Wrong

Youre Wrong

Are we all Wrong

Best friends

Ex-friends til the end

Better off as lovers

And not other way around

Ex-friends to the end

Better off as you're wrong

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and your crashing but youre no wave - fall out boy

The D.A. is dressed to the nines

In the mirror he practices all his lines

To his closing argument twelve hearts beat in favor

I'm guessing that he read the morning paper

The headline reads "the man hangs", but the jury doesn't

And everyone's looking for relief

United States versus disbelief

Mothers cast tears on both sides of the aisle

Clear your throat and face the world

The verdict falls like bachelors for bad luck girls

Only breathing with the aid of denial.

Case open, case shut,

But you could pay to close it like a casket

Baby boy can't lift his headache head

Isn't it tragic? (Whoaaa-ooo)

He glances at his peers sitting seven to twelve stacked

On one to six the gallery is hushed

Boys in three pieces dream of grandstanding and bravado

The city sleeps in a cell notwithstanding what we all know

Hang on a rope or bated breath

Whichever you prefer

And everyone's looking for relief

A bidding war for an old flame's grief

The cause, the kid, the course, the charm, and the curse

Not a word that could make you comprehend

Too well dressed for the witness stand

The press prays for whichever headline's worse

Case open, case shut,

But you could pay to close it like a casket

Baby boy can't lift his headache head

Isn't it tragic? (Whoaaa-ooo)

Fresh pressed suit and tie

Unimpressed birds sing and die

Can talk my way out of anything

The foreman reads the verdict

"In the above entitled actions we find the defendant..."

Guilty...Guilty...Guilty...Guilty...

Case open, case shut,

But you could pay to close it like a casket

Baby boy can't lift his headache head

Isn't it tragic?

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