All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
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xoxo
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I think you need Jesus. You have too much anger at everyone. You need to free yourself from your addiction. "Let go and let God."
God bless you, sister.
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Anyhow yes I love that song as well. You've got good taste in music.
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