Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliché

Hurtful words from my enemies in 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 20 below

Sitting in this 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 this 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
Something I cannot forget

So for now, take this down a notch
Crash my car through your window
Make sure you're still alive
Just in time to kill you

Sitting in this 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 this 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
Something I cannot forget

I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I cannot feel what you've done to me (I can't take this, take, anymore)
I can't take this (take) anymore
What you've done to me

So for now, take this down a notch
Crash my car through your window (window)

Sitting in this 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 this 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
Something I cannot forget



Credits
Writer(s): Omar Espinosa, Ronnie Radke, Robert Ortiz, Brian Money, Michael Baskette, Mike Booth
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