The secret of our lifes
Rests there ahead
You never know when
You'll be cold and dead.
You could spin the bottle
And find out the truth
But I told you not throw
yourself over the roof.
Let's play a game
of russian roulette
And then listen
To my old cassette.
Rests there ahead
You never know when
You'll be cold and dead.
You could spin the bottle
And find out the truth
But I told you not throw
yourself over the roof.
Let's play a game
of russian roulette
And then listen
To my old cassette.
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