I\'m pouring gasoline onto my skin
I\'m lighting up a match
Will I drop it?
Will I wear fire tonight?
Am I deranged?
Am I insane?
I don\'t know the answers
I\'m unscrewing the pencil sharpener and removing the blade
I\'m staring at the sharp metal in my hand
Will I let it kiss my skin?
Will I let my wrists bleed?
Am I depressed?
Am I possessed?
I don\'t know my answers
I\'m opening my window up
I\'m sitting on the windowsill
Will my body tip out?
Will I fly tonight?
Am I suicidal?
Am I done with the world?
I don\'t know anymore
I\'m loading up a gun with scarlet bullets
I\'m cocking it and taking the safety off
Will bullets touch me tonight?
Will I play Russian Roulette?
Am I fanatic?
Am I a maniac?
I don\'t know at all
I\'m cursing under my breath
So quietly
I\'m hating every inch of my body
So desperately
I\'m crying
I\'m dying
I\'m lying
I\'m done
I\'m crazy
I\'m sick
I\'m deranged and possessed
I\'m suicidal
I\'m fine
The voices chase me
They talk about matches and gasoline and guns and windows and knives
And I don\'t know what to do anymore
They convinced me to play with them
\"Just find a gun and load it! It\'ll be fun, you\'ll see!\"
They cried
They convinced me to play with them
\"Just buy some gasoline and douse your skin! It\'ll be fun, you\'ll see!\"
They screamed
They convinced me to play with them
\"Just find a pencil sharpener and unscrew the blade! It\'ll be fun, you\'ll see!\"
They pleaded
They convinced me to play with them
\"Just open the window and sit on the edge! It\'ll be fun, you\'ll see!\"
They explained
At first I didn\'t want to play
But addictions start slow and gain on you fast
And mine is Russian Roulette
Russian Roulette, they best game to play
Life is luck and luck is life
Every night I load my life into a bullet chamber
And I spin it and I
PLAY