of other wrongs, sins and songs

basement parties ***

basement parties

in our dresses and t-shirts, hair goes in a pony tail 17 minutes after arriving in sin city

the sun is still up and before it's even 11pm we're on our 5th shot and Lilli's sick upstairs (tactically)

we dance, we scream, we get yelled at, the police show up and we're running through the streets

fog machine scent, cigarette smoke and sex all over

we're alive, we move and we make crepes in someone's bedroom at 2 am

who's here next week?

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this is sin city

it's dark, the floor is sticky, soaked with liquor, your friend is wasted, your ex is here and he wants you bad

in sin city, we love the insane

our darlings aren't here and we're always tempted so we do another shot, steal a cigarette and lose at beer pong

our hearts are heavy but we play another round and dance

it's dirty in sin city, i don't know who is touching me but i'm not myself anyway

for we all died somewhere and our minds are gone with the summer wind and that is why we're here every single time

we love sin city