Just a mix of a few songs, the lyrics of which I have been quoting in my statuses since the beginning of this year. Figure they can be fitted into a story.
[Mad World – Gary Rules]
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
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
[Sweet Dreams – Beyonce]
Tattoo your name across my heart so it will remain
Not even death can make us part
What kind of dream is this?
You can be a sweet dream, or a beautiful nightmare.
Can you find your way back home?