Vegas

The look of flashy lights,

The scent of dirty money,

Ching-ching,

A million ways to win,

A billion ways to lose,

 

The taste of adventure,

The feel of ecstasy,

Vroom-vroom,

A million ways to ride,

A billion ways to crash,

 

The soul of sinful,

The heart of carefree youth,

Ooh-ooh~,

A million ways to love,

A billion ways to die.

 

A place built with silver, stained with gold,

A place with countless secrets, waiting to be told,

You play to win. But,

What will you bet?

A soul, a life, anything you can name?

 

In this place filled with hell, drenched in heavenly gain,

Every life is part of it’s game,

For this is Vegas, baby,

Won't you roll the dice?

 

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