Russian Roulette

by Curing the Comon Cliche   Jan 30, 2009


Empty bottles but my head is full of thoughts
The seconds count themselves like they were taught
Bullets raining but it only takes one
Didn't the ever tell you
Don't work without a gun.

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  • 15 years ago

    by AnCi

    I also like this.. Though it is a little confusing I think I understand (of that makes any sense) :)

  • 15 years ago

    by StandStill

    This sounds like some messed up little children's rhyme. I like it. Idk. Your mind is full of crazy awesome stuff, jesse. and i love you for it.

    check for typos, tomato.

    5/5

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