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Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle...

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2012-07-07 |

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Some nights, I stay up cashing in my bad luck; some nights,
I call it a draw
Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off

But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for
What do I stand for? What do I stand for?
Most nights, I don't know anymore...

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