Vegas

Well it rarely rains in Nevada
And I've came here before
Hell, I'm never
Coming here anymore

I keep telling myself
You don't learn from lies
The Las Vegas Strip keeps burning my eyes
Eager for a dirty consolation prize
They keep a-winning
And we keep losing

The more you look better
The more you get by
Beautiful people
Living their lives
Not a care
Not a worry
Not even a try
Not even a try

They don't call 'em cars
They call 'em automobiles
And if you look 'em in the face
That shit ain't even real
But the luck of a draw is a terrible deal
'cause they keep winning and we keep losing

It's a slow burn
It's a slow burn in
Every way
What looks far is always
So much
Further away

Well, I should've known better not to ever
Get fooled twice



Credits
Writer(s): Dany Gauthier, Jonathan Bigras, Laura Sauvage, Nicolas Beaudouin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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