The nickels you pick up
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On the long dirty road
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On your way to that castle in your mind
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Won't carry much weight
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When the voice in your soul
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Becomes louder then you
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What if the castle is burning
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When you finally get it in sight
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Listen to the voices that matter
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Don't tell me you've written of yesterday's dreams
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Bloodsuckers, liars and thieves
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For a paperback novel
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Can show you the page
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But it'll never get naked
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I might as well burn all your letters
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I might as well cut off your fingers
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Listen to the voices that matter
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Your friends in the rain
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Been placed in the cage
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Awaiting your prostitute smile
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You think you'd be able
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To scrape off your labels
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In a year
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You've said that before
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They'll tell you it's too late to change
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They'll promise you things look better
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Listen to the voices that matter
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For the nickels you pick up
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On the long dirty road
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On your way to that castle in your mind
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Won't carry much weight
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When the voice in your soul
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Becomes louder then you
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What if the castle is burning
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When you finally get it in sight
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I might as well burn all your letters
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I might as well cut off your fingers
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Listen to the voices that matter
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Castles Burning
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Nine Days |