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It'll be a cold night
When you're around
So take your shot
And make it count
And we can play these games
That's your claim to fame
That russian roulette touch going through my brain
It's 6 painless shots for 6 painful months
Was caught inside your side was caught inside your hunt
I'll file down the pin so somehow I could win
Lets hope these game begin
And hope they're ending swift
Our love is russian roulette
Knew this was all just a bet...
Don't hurt my heart :(
Blow my brains out instead
Our love is russian roulette...
Kiss me softly with lead
Don't break down all of my love
Shoot my brains out instead
We're playing russian roulette
Gun to my head and I'm hoping it blows my brains :)
I'll miss and you'll take me to bed
Lay me right down and then you'll blow me all the same
God I love the taste
When you ride on my face
So baby don't stop moving
Grind until you're out of fluids :)
AND YOU TAKE THE FALL
YEAH YOU RISK IT ALL?
TO SEE IF IT'S A FIRE YOU CAN TAME
YEAH YOU TAKE IT OFF...
YEAH YOU'D DO IT ALL
JUST TO TASTE
WHAT YOU CAN OF THE FAME
THE NEXT ONE'S GONNA GO THROUGH YOUR BRAIN
YOU LOOK AT ME LIKE IT'S NOT A GAME
DARLING???
YOU WAN'T TO FEEL THIS MORE THAN I DO...
I'M STARTING TO SEE THAT WE'RE THE SAME
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LET'S TASTE THE PAIN
DARLING
JUST DO IT THE WAY THAT YOU DO
Our love is russian roulette
Knew this was all just a bet...
Don't hurt my heart :(
Blow my brains out instead
Our love is russian roulette...
Kiss me softly with lead
Don't break down all of my love
Shoot my brains out instead
Oh oh
Shoot my brains out instead
Oh oh
Shoot my brains out instead
Oh oh
Shoot my brains out instead ...