There Is No Hope - Generation Kill

Wow

She left her home and headed for the city of angels

Dreaming of her name in lights and all the tabloid pages

She stopped along the way for two fun nights in Vegas

One hit from that pipe, now she’s got a habit

He’s got slick black hair and a smile that’s just a greasy

Cheap cigars, a worn-out suit, and a stable full of ladies

He’s got her hooked on meth, now she’s a girl who never says «Maybe»

Giving head in the back of cars, so goddamn far from Kansas

Vegas took her soul

The desert owns her dreams

She cries at night alone to the stranger in the mirror

He took everything from her, it’s all becoming clearer

Now’s the time for her to put a stop to all the madness

He’s a guy no one will miss, his body is burned to ashes

Vegas took her soul

The desert owns her dreams

She stands above him in the dark

He is sleeping

The moonlight glistens off the knife in her hand

The blade so sharp

It longs for violence

Her heart so black

It longs for blood

His blood flowing

For what he’s done

Revenge for her soul

Revenge for her dreams

Revenge for her soul

Revenge for her dreams

Vegas took her soul

The desert owns her dreams

Vegas took her soul

The desert stole her dreams