Russian Roulette

It's me, smiling for the team as I stare directly into the storm, oh
Trust me, it's a sure thing, Russian Roulette, you won't get bored
Best friend, we don't have to pretend one day
I could make you your salary, oh
The saddest thing about my whole machine
She says, and she's right, "Depends on me"

Then I close my eyes
Gamble with my life
Trying not to smile
Maybe this time I won't be alright
Maybe this time

Pitchfork reports
They're calling me, their words, "The big new thing," oh
YouTube review, funny monkey
Takes a piss into his own mouth, crazy
And I thought it's strange to sell my face
But let's just make the most of it
Now my hand is drawn
I put the gun against the thing that's stopping me

Then I close my eyes
Gamble with my life
Trying not to smile
Maybe this time I won't be alright
Maybe this time

A bad guy just died, they're making memes about it
Nothing matters now
Go fuck myself, I already did
My friend lost his head and what'd I do about it?
And we could laugh about the thoughts that I've been having

Then I close my eyes
Gamble with my life
Trying not to smile
Maybe this time I won't be alright
Maybe this time

I wanna see my mom one more time
I wanna play my songs one more time
I wanna lose my phone one more time
I wanna play in the snow one more time
I wanna kiss my cat one more time
I wanna thank my dad one more time
I wanna marry her one more time

I wanna live, I don't wanna die
I wanna try to change one more time
I wanna live, I don't wanna die
I wanna live, I don't wanna die
I wanna live

The kick drum and bass suggests the song is coming to a close (boo)
That's the format we are used to
Clichés like this are beautiful
Because they reflect us, and we are beautiful (yay)
Take, for example, this chord progression
It only became taboo because it was too powerful
That's why you won't forget it
Don't kill yourself, you idiot