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Theres a castle in her heart
The walls go up for miles
Theres a tower
You can see everything
But she shows you nothing
You can see everything
See up to heaven
And theres a couch
But the TVs somehow wrong
Nothing seems to fit
Everything thats good is hid
Shes the king in Wittgensteins world
Shes the king in Wittgensteins world
Theres a castle
In her heart
Where she keeps everything…
Apart
The walls go up for miles
The walls go up for miles