All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
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
Worn out places
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
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
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