[Verse 1]

Turn the lights down, turn the music up

The perfect atmosphere for dissapointing everyone

You could turn back, you still got one more chance

But the allure is too much so you still dance

(The smell of chlorine)

And perfume

Its a nauseating mixture but it intoxicates you

Make your way to the side, set your place in the crowd

Take the opportunity that's here and now

[Verse 2]

Wires on the floor i got prozac in my brain

Popping pills down just like candy hoping maybe shit will change

My hands are torn in scars from all the circuits that I break

Choking from thе solder fumes I inhaled by mistakе

My mouth will taste of metal

From 3 am to 4

Down a whole bottle of advil just to throw up on the floor

Intoxicating measures lit up by a cigarette

So come on lets play another round of soldering roulette

[Verse 3]

Then we take a—one, two, three, four

Let it all go

Something kin to suicide that you’ll never know

Tell them all something like 'I'm prone to addiction’

But they never could believe you

Then we take a—five, six, seven, eight

Unravel all apart

Unwound into something you should've from the start

Dismembered and capsized, can you break away?

Or just let it follow you to another day

[Verse 4]

Take another selfie at the roulette

While the people all around you are placing their bets

The anticipations higher than anyone knows

Turn the lights down, baby, lets put on a show

Spin the wheel, cock the gun, put the iron in your hands

It's a one-shot, baby, you only got one more chance