Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Russian Roulette, artist - Sadistik. Album song Flowers for My Father, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 18.02.2013
Record label: Fake Four
Song language: English
Russian Roulette |
| I’m a victim of an over-active limbic system |
| Follow me and you will know the madness that I live in |
| No magic, just an open casket criticism |
| Carry me inside or you can bury me alive right |
| When we met it was innocent enough |
| I said «Hi, it’s nice to meet you. |
| I am Mister Self-Destruct |
| I’m in your blood you’re a victim of the rush |
| But you’re flirting with disaster when you kiss and tell my love |
| Make more beds of nails so you can stay warm |
| Sang chords in a medley 'til my face tore |
| Pray for living dead that walk and pace forth |
| Rain pours in my head, it’s called a brainstorm |
| This game you’re playing is so tedious |
| Black out on white lies and blame it on bulimia |
| Yea, now I’m saying all your secrets huh |
| Should’ve thought twice before you grazed with your demon’s touch |
| No disrespect but the real love doesn’t show |
| 'til I kiss your neck and my steel tongue cuts your throat |
| I feel numb when the tears run uncontrolled |
| Like it’s synthemesc and I steal some of your soul |
| Until the self-help starts |
| When you’d bite my heart to see if it was really made of gold |
| I extinguished flames until hell fell dark |
| And buried bodies under floorboards like Tell Tale Heart, so run |
| I will not watch you pray |
| As the steel shaft enters your brain |
| Tell me baby how many times |
| One thousand tries |
| You’re still alive |
| I don’t really think that I’m often ill |
| What would you wear to death a cross or nil |
| Should’ve known she was only out to fill |
| Some sort of void I was out to kill |
| Any time left was the sand that fell |
| Anything to keep me from standing still |
| Spend it like you happened to land a mil |
| Wake up throwing up random pills |
| You want to feel it under your bones in your marrow |
| You hope cupid ran off with more arrows |
| Better off in passage ways to find pharaohs |
| When the road you walk is too narrow |
| Start flying stop falling |
| Like you did when you first stopped crawling |
| Threw it all on the table and went all in |
| Cause I knew it had to be my calling |
| I will not watch you pray |
| As the steel shaft enters your brain |
| Tell me baby how many times |
| One thousand tries |
| You’re still alive |
| Nothing’s what it seems, life is but a dream |
| And I’m busy sleepwalking to find out what it means |