Some nights I stay up cashing in my bad luckSome nights I call it a drawSome nights I wish that my lips could build a castleSome nights I wish they'd just fall offBut I still wake up, I still see your ghostOh Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for ohWhat do I stand for? What do I stand for?Most nights, I don't know anymore...Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh ohOh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh ohThis is
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