There's more than likely a name for those faces that you can't put a name to, but who do they belong to?

It's about dreams and always will be
about the nightmares we've lived through
the days when we've longed to
finish it all,

but I fall,
because I'm dozy,
not *****,

and ***** is with Grumpy
probably planning to jump me
in the parking lot at Disney,

if only there was a,
'they're only people club'
I'd join.