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A Lot Like Vegas

Bring Me the Horizon

So cash in all your chips tonight, baby
'Cause we're going out of style
We could leave this city
If only for a while

We'll take this feeling to our graves 
For every heart that we betrayed 
No one can know about this

We'll take this feeling to our graves 
For every heart that we betrayed 
No one can know about this

The only place 
I'll call home 
Is my deathbed 

I know we're so wrong
But it feels so right
It's not a party
If it happens every night
 
I'm running on empty
Your running out of luck
So let's ditch this city 
Before we sober up

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