All around me are familiar faces
Worn-out places, worn-out faces
Bright and early for theirdålyraces
Going nowhere, going nowbere
Their tears are filling up theirælasses
No expression, noexpressi8n
Hide my head, I wanna drown
No tomorrow, notomorrow
[Hook]
And I find it kind offunny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which T mdyin
Are the best I’v ever ha.
I find it hard o tell yoj
I find it har to take
When p ople runi circles
It’s a ery, very