Ghost Machine - Vegas Moon

Lately the winds of change are telling me to go
(telling me to go)
Somewhere beyond where I have been
(somewhere beyond the end)
No tiny victory will save me from myself
(save me from myself)
My patience coming to an end, cause they're all the same

Its never ending how the road it seems to wind
No matter how hard I try to escape

Red moon of Vegas sets on some poor suckers grave
(some poor suckers grave)
I say it's better them then me
(better you than me)
I tried maneuvering through all the emptiness
(all the emptiness)
But I can't fight what I can't see, cause I'm not the same

It's never ending how the road it seems to wind
No matter how hard I try to escape
We're all descending it's the blind leading the blind
Sometimes I wish that I could change but I'm not the same

I'm not the same They're all the same I'm not the same
NO

It's never ending how the road it seems to wind
No matter how hard I try to escape
We're all descending it's the blind leading the blind
Sometimes I wish that I could change but I'm not the same

I'm not the same