Hurtful words of my enemies of the last five years
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze when you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below

Sitting in my room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window, see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Sitting in my room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window, see her backdrop silhouette
Thе blood on my hands is something I cannot forget