كلمات Lost Vegas

Wired, strung-out, nowhere to go Anywhere but home The ceiling opens up to me Rain down impurity Infecting me, diseased in every way I drank the devil's wine Choked on the sight of the end of time Spit up my hope and my last bit of pride I drank the devil's wine Now I don't trust what my gray eyes see Found in Las Vegas, left for dead in D.C. There the devil had a little plan for me She said go to California sell your soul to me Undead, smiling, no shred of fear My vision's clear The prison broke it's chastity She rose in search of me Follow me, and we can change it all I drank the devil's wine Choked on the sight of the end of time Spit up my hope and my last bit of pride I drank the devil's wine Now I don't trust what my gray eye's see Found in Las Vegas, left for dead in D.C. There the devil had a little plan for me She said go to California sell your soul to me I feel the open arms conspire Breathe in poison The dark slips into light Undead, smiling, nowhere to go Anywhere but home I drank the devil's wine Choked on the sight of the end of time Spit up my hope and my last bit of pride I drank the devil's wine Now I don't trust what my gray eye's see Found in Las Vegas, left for dead in D.C. There the devil had a little plan for me She said go to California sell your soul to me