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    Wow

    She left her home and headed for the city of angels
    Dreaming of her name in lights and all the tabloid pages
    She stopped along the way for two fun nights in vegas
    One hit from that pipe, now she's got a habit

    He's got slick black hair and a smile that's just a greasy
    Cheap cigars, a worn-out suit, and a stable full of ladies
    He's got her hooked on meth, now she's a girl who never says "maybe"
    Giving head in the back of cars, so goddamn far from kansas

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    Vegas took her soul
    The desert owns her dreams

    She cries at night alone to the stranger in the mirror
    He took everything from her, it's all becoming clearer
    Now's the time for her to put a stop to all the madness
    He's a guy no one will miss, his body is burned to ashes
    Vegas took her soul
    The desert owns her dreams

    She stands above him in the dark
    He is sleeping
    The moonlight glistens off the knife in her hand
    The blade so sharp,
    It longs for violence
    Her heart so black
    It longs for blood
    His blood flowing
    For what he's done
    Revenge for her soul
    Revenge for her dreams
    Revenge for her soul
    Revenge for her dreams

    Vegas took her soul
    The desert owns her dreams

    Vegas took her soul
    The desert stole her dreams

    Song details

    Composition: Rob Dukes

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