Mad world, sad world

All around me are confused faces,
blank test papers, bad rank laters,
bright and early for the GL races,
going abroad, hitting the road.

Their tears are filling up their glasses,
no ambition, no expression.
Hide my head, I wanna drown my sorrow,
best tomorrow, but it’s a worse tomorrow.

For upperclassmen, it’s kind of easy
Well, INSAT is kind of fun!
Those dreams of becoming a major,
are the dumbest I’ve ever had.

I find it hard to solve algebra,
I find it hard to understand,
when hard tests run in circles it’s a very, very,
mad world,
sad world.