Las Vegas
City of Lights;
Of pain and pleasure.
This mistress intoxicating
Leaving all her suitors wanting more
Those who need more will stay
These fools have no idea what she has in store.
City of Lights;
Of gain and treasure.
She will hand out trinkets
But be sure she will soon take it all
More than she gave, for she craves it
These fools will soon fall
City of Lights;
Of the slain and pressured.
So have you enough of this tainted siren
If you haven't, stay awhile
Meet the fate that you have chosen
For if you are nto dead; you will surely be in denial.
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