Voli Contra - Sin CIty lyrics

I’m headed for the sin city where the
Pretty women and liquor is sweet
The money spreadin’ like the air that
You live and you breathe
Flashing lights, celebrities everywhere
Jealousy everywhere, the pressure
Of heavy stares, yeah model vixen on my lap
While I’m Moscato sippin'
She says she loves me but I
Know she’s on that Scottie Pippen:
Bullshit, she prolly gave it
Up to my assistant
She’ll give it to me for the money
Like a lotto ticket
Meheh, materialism and betrayal
Is this what I’ve been dreamin of since
I was just a day old?
My friends are wonderin'
'will he every be the same though?'
They feel me change by the minute
Like a payphone
I used to be a simple man with a simple life
But all the splendor ain’t
Real: Crystal Light
Now all this green that once
Shined is my kryptonite
I wonder if I’d change a thing
If I lived it twice

Sin City sin City
Sin City you don’t even know
How I lose myself even I can’t tell
Is this heaven or is this Sin City?

There’s smoke in the mirror
No light in my eyes no concept of time
There ain’t no more substance but the
Substance I drink in my glass
I'm not the first and I won't be the last

She hid the rubbers from me
My bourbon nearly finished off
She brings another for me
She whispers in my ear
Her clothin' disappears
She says the pleasure’s better than pain
Don’t let it interfere
I barely hear my phone buzzin'
Over the slow fuckin' missed calls
Don’t even take 'em from my own mother
Great friends are now replaced
By the fake friends no room for family
Even though my heart is vacant

Sin City sin City
Sin City you don’t even know
How I lose myself even I can’t tell
Is this heaven or is this Sin City?

Remember when they tried to tell
Me I was pipe dreamin' that dynamite season
Knew any second I was
Gon' blow like breathin'
Huh, now I’m surrounded by
These bloodsucking type leeches
Try to weed 'em out 'cause
They inhale like demons
The paranoia grows when they put
The camera’s on ya
Sometimes I think about my ex but
Never dare to call her
Okay, maybe I drunk dial
From a different number
I wonder if she’s thinking of me
Like I’m thinking of her
Uh, and now I’m thinking of her
These model bitches drinkin' up my liqueur
Whores, so get the fuck out
Don’t sit on my bed i kinda wish I was dead

I lost my head
On a train headed for Grand Central Station
And call back home, let 'em know
They can cancel my reservations
I’m headed for the sin city where
The money flows like purple rain
I’m headed for the sin city where
The money flows like purple rain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Sin City sin City
Sin City you don’t even know
How I lose myself even I can’t tell
Is this heaven or is this Sin City?