Brutal is this Silence, But Deadly is this game
Brutal is this silence, but deadly is this gamespin the loaded cartridge , russian roulette facin' the pain
I should feel ashamed of such an easy way out
one bullet pull the trigger, and hear all of them shout
Brutal is the damage, A game you cannot win
you pull the trigger, then you wait until the end
round the cartridge spins from friend to friend
will it come down to you, you'll never live again
Messy are the bloodstains covering the wall
blowing out your brains , this is the final call
why did you ever consider, why did you get involved
the truth of the matter ,this no way for problems to be resolved
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