Destiny says
It's off with our heads
We're playing Russian Roulette
But the bullets are left
In the chamber of death
Arranged in our steps
So we won't forget
The memories yet
We can let go instead
We can walk off the edge
As we fall to our death
And take our last breath
One foot, then the next
The right, then the left.
You'll find them buried in the sand
With all the things I said I really am
'Cause then we'd be lost
In all the talks of our forgotten thoughts
If it were up to them
You'd be my Wendy, and I'd be your Peter Pan
But when we met
We knew that heaven was close, 'cause we felt it then.
As we took our last breath.
~
Destiny says
It's off with our heads
We're playing Russian Roulette
With the bullets I kept
Right where you rest
So you won't forget
To sleep in my bed.
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