The best thing that 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 some 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 prize 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 It's only 9 o'clock in Las Vegas I wish she still was in Las Vegas She was