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"You really wanna go there, Brooks?"
"Bungee cord... closet door... you were twelve..."
Suburbia snacks and a bottle of wine
It's game night, baby we're feelin' fine
Charades, Pictionary, competitive streaks
But this time the stakes are criminal freaks
Tuxedos, guns, a kidnapping bit
"We hired actors" oh, this ain't it
Blood on the floor, chase through the night
What started as fun's a full-on fight
Max's bleeding, Max is shook
Someone's dead or playing the hook
Dice are loaded, cards are marked
We're all in deep and it's gettin' dark
Roll for your life no second turn
This game's on fire, let the plastic burn
Guess who's bluffing? Guess who dies?
A party game with real goodbyes
Run, cheat, lie, survive
It's not just playin' when the stakes are live
Roll... for... your... LIFE!
Closet rope, body bend
He just wanted love to send
But physics hit like a freight train drop
Now the legend will never stop
They called him...
Pretzel Boy... Pretzel Boy...
Human origami with no joy
Gary's still in his Police uniform
Dog's covered in blood, still lookin' cute
Eggshell walls and a thousand lies
Hidden flash drives and black market guys
Chase scene in a vet? Hell yeah, they did
This ain't Monopoly, this is off the grid
Slick moves, slow-mo, fight on the floor
Someone just died through a glass decor
One fake brother
Two scared lovers
Three fake cops
Four dead covers
Roll initiative this ain't a drill
Who brings a loaded gun to a game for thrill?
You do. You did. Now run.
Roll for your life no save or load
Someone rewrote the game code
It's clue meets chaos, laughs and knives
This party ends when nobody survives
Roll... for... your... LIFE!
"Still think it's just a game?"
Dice hit the table... blackout.