Win
A dark, progressive fusion of experimental future indie rock and indie pop pulses with syncopated synths, warped vocal samples, and distorted guitars over driving electronic percussion. Club energy surges with industrial textures, combat-intense breakdowns, and bass-heavy, sensual grooves.
Win
A dark, progressive fusion of experimental future indie rock and indie pop pulses with syncopated synths, warped vocal samples, and distorted guitars over driving electronic percussion. Club energy surges with industrial textures, combat-intense breakdowns, and bass-heavy, sensual grooves.
Lyrics
INTRO / BUILD
CHORUS
A thousand chapels, all dressed in sin,
A thousand nights lost where love’s hard-earned.
A thousand Vegas roses bloom, they’ll cut your skin,
I’ll keep playing, and she lets me win.
Bulid up
In a town where saints forgot to kneel,
The house always wins, no matter...
I’m all in.
VERSE 1
Fast wedding, quicker bells—
I bet on her love, I bet on her.......
My Dame of Spades
grins like a Cheshire cat.
Pre-chours
Her eyes sharp like the razor-thin deck—
I told you I’d be back, forget the odds,
Let’s burn what's left. (what's left?)
Who burns it all for the taste of her kiss?
Just another name on the house blacklist.
no matter...
I’m all in...
CHORUS
A thousand chapels, all dressed in sin,
A thousand nights lost where love’s hard-earned.
A thousand Vegas roses bloom, they’ll cut your skin,
I’ll keep playing, and she lets me win.
She lets me win...
She lets me win.
VERSE 2
Viva Vegas....rang from my lips.
Viva Vegas... The King in white fell.
Don’t forget......the old ivories.
Don’t forget.... feasting on the carrion.
Outro
A thousand chapels, all dressed in sin,
A thousand nights lost where love’s hard-earned.
A thousand Vegas roses bloom, they’ll cut your skin,
I’ll keep playing, and she lets me win.
She lets me win...
She lets me win.
Outro
Instrumental bridge: heavy guitar solo riff with distortion
In a town where saints forgot to kneel,
she lets me win...
End