All I see are faces, a sea of faces
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Surrounded by the memory of life before insanity
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Hard to explain the hunger, if you don't feel it
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What I really need is your breath raining on my skin
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And I'm so tired, tired of feeling sorry for myself
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And I want more
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All I feel are clouds, surrounded by clouds
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Yesterday's anger is the sadness of today
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Our lives were filled with summer and laughter
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Now our smiles are grey
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Once I held you close, now my thoughts just drift like the wind
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Can you feel it, can you feel it
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Can you feel it, can you feel it
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Coming down
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And I'm so tired, tired of feeling sorry for myself
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And I want more, got me wanting more
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Night keep falling, and the wind keep calling my name
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All I see are faces, a sea of faces
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Surrounded by the memory of life before insanity
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Hard to explain the hunger, if you don't feel it
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What I really need is your breath raining on my skin
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Life Before Insanity
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| Gov't Mule |
