I remember those songs on the radio The jasmine, the wind in your hair Summer and smoke, diamonds and dust Go where you will, do what you must The promise was made, your word was enough We had dreams, visions and plans Into the night, out of our hands

Never by the book, always underestimated It's hard to believe the life that you created Making diamonds out of dust It's a legacy that you take to the grave Self made, self made Live and die by the chance we're taking (Self made) Live and die by the

I'm goin' in To Sin City I'm gonna win In Sin City Where the lights are bright Do the town tonight Diamonds, and dust Poor man last, rich man first Lamborghinis, caviar

I'm goin' in To Sin City I'm gonna win In Sin City Where the lights are bright Do the town tonight Diamonds, and dust Poor man last, rich man first Lamborghinis, caviar