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russian rullet is the key to everything....................
im alone in a crowded room standing up and holding guns.
staring at eachother soo many innocent faces knowing we all did something to make us guilty....
while in a dark room nothing but the light that shoots out of the guns in our hands we cry to see who shall be the last alive and fine....
desparate to find our way to the gun we blow up into broken hearts and blood.
while the people who died are gone and and the floor the only person that made it through alive has to suffer seeing his heart broken many times.
when you are in that situation some of us hope to get shot becuase we are sick of living and seeing us broken and in shame crying to end our lives in a fast way......so i play russian rullet...................
staring at eachother soo many innocent faces knowing we all did something to make us guilty....
while in a dark room nothing but the light that shoots out of the guns in our hands we cry to see who shall be the last alive and fine....
desparate to find our way to the gun we blow up into broken hearts and blood.
while the people who died are gone and and the floor the only person that made it through alive has to suffer seeing his heart broken many times.
when you are in that situation some of us hope to get shot becuase we are sick of living and seeing us broken and in shame crying to end our lives in a fast way......so i play russian rullet...................
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