My life's on time but again my sense is late
Feel a might unsteady but I still have to play
Six to one's the odds and we have the highest stakes
And once again I gamble with my very life today
Highly polished metal, the oil makes it gleam
Fill the terror chamber, your mind begins to scream
Your life is like a trigger, never troubled till you're squeezed
You crack a smile as you give the gun a squeeze
Place the pistol down, now give the gun a spin
Soon as the spinning stops, oh no, the game starts in
A hateful way of vengeance, a bit of playful sin
Load another bullets, now the second round begins
A couple grains of power, a couple grams of lead
A touch against the trigger, a touch inside the head
Take another drink and raise the last bets
Think about my last words, they might be what I just said
A click comes from the hammer that couldn't drive a nail
Sense the numbing cold blue or the red of Hades' grill
A fraction of a second, do you lose or maybe still
Pa** it to the left and collect your mighty k**
Add another bullet, the third round begins
Soon as the spinning stops, oh no, the game starts in
Please, no IOUs no markers for d**h
Does anybody play? Anybody? Somebody? Anybody play?
You, you! Next victim! You, next to die
You, you! Next victim! You, next to die
You, come on! Next victim! Your turn to die!
You, come on! Next victim! Your turn to die!