My curse is on the table
Allow the poison its choice of veins
Cause the numbness is inevitable
As a train - it comes screaming my name
Screaming…
I need this Russian roulette
I need the adrenaline pulsing
I need my heart to pound as my mind begs
To know if this bullets bluffing
Cause the slower I breathe
The easier it is to say I’ve lost my mind
But if I hyperventilate
My logic can’t catch on that I’m a madman
And if I know then the bullet knows too
Even more reason to never breathe slow again
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