We sit in a circle
We're playing Russian Roulette
With life
And I think you're going to lose
You light it up
Take a hit
And in that moment
I see what your life could be
Forever
And
I. Don't. Want it.
You pass it over
I take a hit
And the acrid taste
Does not make me feel
Any different
I sit in silence
And watch you
smile
And you think you've won
But really,
we've both lost
You the game,
and I, you.
Jan 29, 2013
Jan 29, 2013 at 11:38 PM UTC
We sit in a circle
We're playing Russian Roulette
With life
And I think you're going to lose
You light it up
Take a hit
And in that moment
I see what your life could be
Forever
And
I. Don't. Want it.
You pass it over
I take a hit
And the acrid taste
Does not make me feel
Any different
I sit in silence
And watch you
smile
And you think you've won
But really,
we've both lost
You the game,
and I, you.
