Spades and Stupid Places

The fire rages, I've been lost for ages, locked in cages I made a tower out of spades and stupid places It gave me an hour out of aces and good graces The tower is made of lies, but that should be no surprise The moment will arise when it's my demise I made a tower out of spades and stupid places It gave me an hour out of aces and good graces It's been a great devotion, not all the chosen Maybe the compass isn't broken, but rather stolen How long do I have until it crumbles and falls It will break my walls, will you find my flaws I made a tower out of spades and stupid places It gave me an hour out of aces and good graces The fire rages, I've been lost for ages, locked in cages It's been a great devotion, not all the chosen Maybe the compass isn't broken, but rather stolen How long do I have until it crumbles and falls It will break my walls, will you find my flaws I made a tower out of spades and stupid places It gave me an hour out of aces and good graces It will simmer, it's a glimmer It was my finest hour to build a tower Here's all their faces when I'm out of their good graces It's been a great devotion, but rather stolen But rather stolen Fire rages, not all that chosen Fire rages, rather stolen The fire rages, I'll be lost for ages, locked in cages It's been a great devotion, not all the chosen Maybe the compass isn't, gave me an hour out of aces and good graces It will simmer, it's a great devotion, not all the chosen Maybe the compass isn't broken, but rather stolen How long do I have until it crumbles and falls It will break my walls, will you find my flaws I made a tower out of spades and stupid places It gave me an hour out of aces and good graces It's been a great devotion, not all the chosen Maybe the compass isn't broken, but rather stolen How long do I have until it crumbles and falls It will break my walls, will you find my flaws I made a tower out of spades and stupid places It gave me an hour out of aces and good graces It will simmer, it's a glimmer It was my finest hour to build a tower When I'm out of your, good graces It's been a great devotion, rather stolen