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Las Vegas in my head
tattooed on my mind
black break black break walls slide
past your, past your tired eyes
I’m on a short fuse
I’m on a good day, but
I’m on a short fuse,
I’m sure that you who guess see me
woman with a small vice saying
shall we have a coffee
somewhere sometime somehow
when you come, come, come, come with me
sounds like I, sounds like I
found my mistake
Don't give me that pain
Dont come to me with that poetry thang.