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Russian Roulette

Gather 'round now
All you who think your tough
We're going to play a game now
But if you lose
The losses are rough.

All you need to play is a gun and one bullet
Six people stand in a circle
And the first person pulls it.

First up is Tom
They say he has 'good breeding
Little do they know
He just keeps taking beatings.

He stands there debating
Whether to not its worth the risk
He thinks to his dad back home
And gives the barrel a twist.
He slowly lifts the gun
As his hands shake with fright
He pulls the trigger,
But he's not to die tonight.

He passes it to Marissa
Who's just your average girl.
Except for after meals
When she has to go hurl.
She hates herself now
So badly she sees no other way
She spins the barrel and pulls back
But she's not to die today.

Next up is Danny
Who's made fun of at school
He thinks if he plays
They'll think he is cool

He's done the math,
He knows his chances
He spins the barrel
And watches as it dances.
He slams it shut
And holds it up to his dead
Pulls the trigger
And now he's dead.

The three that didn't play
Breathe a sigh of relief
Then they all start crying
Overcome with grief.

All Danny wanted
Was to be accepted by his peers.
They pick up his corpse
Their faces streaming with tears.
They hide the body in the woods
And wash the blood off the ground
They go their separate ways
And hope to God Danny's not found.

Nothing is for sure
But I'm willing to Bet.
Never again will those five kids
Play Russian Roulette.

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