Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places - worn out faces
Bright and early for their 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
Worn out places - worn out faces
Bright and early for their 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
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