RUSSIAN ROULETTE

By BEXEY

Released on December 31, 2020

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[Chorus]

Bite the dust

Golden boy with the Midas touch

Permanent place, boy you faded like a tire mark

Try your luck, roll the dice, boy your time is up

Russian roulette, filled with every bullet inside the gun

Bite the dust

Golden boy with the Midas touch

Permanent place, boy you faded like a tire mark

Try your luck, roll the dice, boy your time is up

Russian roulette, filled with every bullet inside the gun


[Verse 1]

...


[Bridge]

Ooh- I promise, and to be honest

'Ima be eternal, can't do nothing to stop it

And I promise, and to be honest

'Ima be eternal, can't do nothing to stop it


[Chorus]

Bite the dust

Golden boy with the Midas touch

Permanent place, boy you faded like a tire mark

Try your luck, roll the dice, boy your time is up

Russian roulette, filled with every bullet inside the gun

Bite the dust

Golden boy with the Midas touch

Permanent place, boy you faded like a tire mark

Try your luck, roll the dice, boy your time is up

Russian roulette, filled with every bullet inside the gun


[Verse 2]

...

I make her scream just like an angry coach

My hands on her throat

The neighbors thinkin' I'm murdering her, no I'm taking her soul

"Bexey, why you cut your hair like that? That shit look terrible."

So ya' bitch can run her hands through it while I'm makin' her moan

I don't waste time, kill me if you want mine

Different species, different breed, we're a different kind

Different fashion, different style, we're a different type

We might have the same girl, but we live very different lives


[Bridge]

Ooh- I promise, and to be honest

'Ima be eternal, can't do nothing to stop it

And I promise, and to be honest

'Ima be eternal, can't do nothing to stop it


[Chorus]

Bite the dust

Golden boy with the Midas touch

Permanent place, boy you faded like a tire mark

Try your luck, roll the dice, boy your time is up

Russian roulette, filled with every bullet inside the gun

Bite the dust

Golden boy with the Midas touch

Permanent place, boy you faded like a tire mark

Try your luck, roll the dice, boy your time is up

Russian roulette, filled with every bullet inside the gun