So cash in all your chips tonight baby, cuz we're going out of style
We could leave this city, if only for a while
We'll take this feeling to our graves
For every heart that we betrayed
No one can know about this
The only place I'll ever call home, is my deathbedI know were so wrong, but it feels so right
And it's not a party, if it happens every night
I'm running on empty, you're running out of luck
So lets ditch this city, before we sober up
Composição: Bring Me the Horizon / Oliver Sykes.
