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At 3 in the morning we are in mourning, hallucinations end Drug induced visions end in collisions, Casualties and friends Where were faux pacifist from a conservationist Once we were here to be sane - Now everyone's insane Now their laughter causes my homesickness Missing my own address; Missing everything I own Mutually exclusively lesser than - We ride Forgetting where and what we see worth saving At 3 in the morning I am in mourning, it needed to be said At 3 in the morning we are dead, and put this song to bed And the laughter causes my homesickness Missing my old address; Inside your head, inside your head I know my way - out, I know my way - out, I know my way - out... At 3 in the morning we are in mourning, hallucinations end Drug induced visions end in collisions, say goodbye again And our road has this song, it's about a mile long And all of it lives in my head. These things needed to be said From Letras Mania