Paroles
So cash in all your chips tonight baby, cuz were going out of style We could leave this city, if only for a while Well take this feeling to our graves For every heart that we betrayed No one can know about this Well take this feeling to our graves For every heart that we betrayed No one can know about this The only place i'll call home, is my deathbed I know were so wrong, but it feels so right And its not a party, if it happens every night I'm running on empty, your running out of luck So lets ditch this city, before we sober up
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