(btw I wrote this song a week ago idk why I didn't publish it)
*opening zipper* *wearing gloves* *closing zipper*.............
spinning the roulette
to be a omelette
everything's set.
except sh*t about to drip to my neck
I'm home alone
laying so bored
thinking of playing
with my blood on the floor
what if I i show my equipment
to somebody who the mysticals trust?
"take a f*cking drink over here!
and make heart beats faster!"
*roulette spinning*
even roulettes can pick the
bad option sometimes
i guess my brain is a roulette
who always works all the time oh oh *coughs*
*roulette starts spinning*
*the children hurray sound*
i'm tired of playing tag and hide and seek
you are making my heart faster beat
pickaboo, pickaboo, pickaboo, oh
roulette.....roulette
*roulette stops spinning*
*footsteps*.......... roulette
*more footsteps*...........*glass breaks* roulette
*more footsteps*......... roulette
*more footsteps*........*footsteps stop*
pickaboo!.......
hiding like a b*tch is playing hide and seek
playing tag cuz a f*cking old man is...