Russian Roulette, by *Psychopathic Child* Subscribe to rss feed for *Psychopathic Child*

Thinking back on the relationship that I've had 
It all seemed like a game of Russian Roulette
Going back and forth until the last round
The devastating shot that sent you dead on the ground 
Was just a game of love and hate
Yet I was always the one to get the bullet to my heart
And my life, happiness and love was torn apart
Thinking back to what it was
Is nothing but fury and hate
Always fighting never played it safe
I always put my life, happiness and love at stake
Fought for what I thought I wanted...
So I took the shot 
But you just let me bleed 
Never did seem to care about me
We were nothing but a game of  Russian Roulette
I was so blind 
To the pain and hate
And to what everyone told me
About my fate
But this time... 
I won't be the one to lose 
Never again will I pull that trigger
And take that bullet to the head
This time I won't be the one dead

Posted: 2011-09-29 02:21:41 UTC

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