The best thing that I ever wrote, was a letter to my mother
Written with my left hand
Stating I wanna use other parts of my brain
Feels like I'm only using ten percent
Now I'm relentlessly scratching some mosquito bite
And I miss those thoughts
I cannot sleep, cannot sleep
I have to save the world from evil misery
Cannot leave, cannot leave
Eight hours are expected of me
The letter never reached my mother
And had no return address
It is missing, yet, there's nothing lost
A prize can take up no space
And fill an eternal heart
Save means set free don't you think?
I cannot sleep, cannot sleep
All the heroes unite and hands in on three
Cannot leave, cannot leave
Eight hours are quickly disappearing
It's only 9 o'clock in Las Vegas
I wish she still was in Las Vegas
She was in Las Vegas, she was
It's only 9 o'clock in Las Vegas
I wish she still was in Las Vegas
She was in Las Vegas, she was
It's only 9 o'clock in Las Vegas
I wish she still was in Las Vegas
She was in Las Vegas, she was
It's only 9 o'clock in Las Vegas
I wish she still was in Las Vegas
She was in Las Vegas, she was
It's only 9 o'clock in Las Vegas
I wish she still was in Las Vegas
She was
