Maddest World

A modern reimagining of Mad World by Gary Jules. Music / photo was created with AI. I created the lyrics. I own nothing (song, artwork, my house, my truck) Lyrics: All around me are synthetic faces Fading signals, vacant spaces Endless loops we can’t escape Going nowhere, going nowhere Every thought already written Every spark already missing Nothing left worth even fixing No tomorrow, no escape And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad We chased a sense of purpose That we never really had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to wake When living feels like drifting, it’s a very, very Mad world, mad world Children staring at reflections Searching hard for some connection Learning love through imperfection Filtered into quiet obsessions Asked a question, It just faded No reply and no debating Just a silence, suffocating Like the end was always near And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad We chased a sense of purpose That we never really had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to wake When living feels like drifting, it’s a very, very Mad world, mad world Burning out but still we push through Nine to five that owns and crushes you Every day just feels like déjà vu Nothing changes, nothing moves Destroying your world Through a screen, through a lie Mad world… Watching everything just die Mad world…