Russian Roulette

It's me, smiling for the team as I stare directly into the storm, oh Trust me, it's a sure thing, Russian Roulette, you won't get bored Best friend, we don't have to pretend one day I could make you your salary, oh The saddest thing about my whole machine She says, and she's right, "Depends on me" Then I close my eyes Gamble with my life Trying not to smile Maybe this time I won't be alright Maybe this time Pitchfork reports They're calling me, their words, "The big new thing," oh YouTube review, funny monkey Takes a piss into his own mouth, crazy And I thought it's strange to sell my face But let's just make the most of it Now my hand is drawn I put the gun against the thing that's stopping me Then I close my eyes Gamble with my life Trying not to smile Maybe this time I won't be alright Maybe this time A bad guy just died, they're making memes about it Nothing matters now Go fuck myself, I already did My friend lost his head and what'd I do about it? And we could laugh about the thoughts that I've been having Then I close my eyes Gamble with my life Trying not to smile Maybe this time I won't be alright Maybe this time I wanna see my mom one more time I wanna play my songs one more time I wanna lose my phone one more time I wanna play in the snow one more time I wanna kiss my cat one more time I wanna thank my dad one more time I wanna marry her one more time I wanna live, I don't wanna die I wanna try to change one more time I wanna live, I don't wanna die I wanna live, I don't wanna die I wanna live The kick drum and bass suggests the song is coming to a close (boo) That's the format we are used to Clichés like this are beautiful Because they reflect us, and we are beautiful (yay) Take, for example, this chord progression It only became taboo because it was too powerful That's why you won't forget it Don't kill yourself, you idiot