| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - All around me are familiar faces Worn out places Worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going nowhere Going nowhere 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 kinda funny I find it kinda sad The dreams in which I???m dying are the best I???ve ever had I find it hard to tell you I fin
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