10 Years

Russian Roulette

10 Years


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It’s Russian roulette
With no luck
You can kiss it good-bye
There’s no such thing as sympathy
When the disease is entering
At first glance your instinct says
This stranger is a little dangerous
The cat was killed from curious thrills
Now Christ has left the manger
The taste is so divine (So divine)
A chemical coma life (coma life)
Welcome to your vice
Good luck with life
‘Cause you can’t, you can’t, you can’t
Kill me that easily
It’s so nice to meet you
It’s so nice to know you
Now that your guard’s down
Let me show you
Superior rights from initial highs
Have now come back to haunt you
Your cravings beg
The stranger’s hands for a taste that’s so familiar
The taste is so divine (So divine)
A chemical coma life (coma life)
Welcome to your vice
Good luck with life
‘Cause you can’t, you can’t, you can’t
Kill me that easily
What will you decide?
When you’re out of time
‘Cause you can’t, you can’t, you can’t
Kill me that easily
The battle you picked was so one sided
Now to pin it on me
The one you invited
beg, plead, scream
For redemption, for forgiveness
beg, plead, scream
Sorry I’m not listening
Welcome to your vice
Good luck with life
‘Cause you can’t, you can’t, you can’t
Kill me that easily
What will you decide?
When you’re out of time
‘Cause you can’t, you can’t, you can’t
Kill me that easily