In Las Vegas (She Was) - Elke

The best thing 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 a 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 price 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