I'm sitting here in the confines of my room, reviewing the dynamics of Wound Healing/Inflammation for my MedSurg exam on Monday, and my iPod Touch randomly shuffled to the song "Russian Roulette". As many times as I have listened to this song, I still have not yet come up with a viable meaning behind the lyrics. Maybe you will have luck:
It's Russian Roulette with no luck.
You can kiss it good-bye there's no such thing as sympathy when the disease is entering.
At first glance your instinct says "the stranger's a little dangerous"
The cat was killed the curious thrills now Christ has left the manger.
The taste is so divine.
A chemical coma life.
Welcome to your vice,good luck with life.
Cause you can't, you can't, you can't kill me that easily.
It's so nice to meet you, it's so nice to know you.
Now that your guard's down let me show you.
Superior rides from initial highs now come back to haunt you.
Your craving's beg the stranger's hands for a taste that so familiar.
The taste is so divine.
A chemical coma life.
Welcome to your vice, good luck with life.
Cause you can't, you can't, you can't kill me that easily.
What will you decide when you're out of time?
Cause you can't, you can't, you can't kill me that easily.
The battle you picked was so one-sided.
Now dependent on me the one you invited.
Beg, plead, scream for redemption, for forgiveness.
Beg, plead, scream sorry I'm not listening.
Welcome to your vice, good luck with life.
Cause you can't, you can't, you can't kill me that easily.
What will you decide when your out of time?
Cause you can't, you can't, you can't kill me that easily.
You can kiss it good-bye there's no such thing as sympathy when the disease is entering.
At first glance your instinct says "the stranger's a little dangerous"
The cat was killed the curious thrills now Christ has left the manger.
The taste is so divine.
A chemical coma life.
Welcome to your vice,good luck with life.
Cause you can't, you can't, you can't kill me that easily.
It's so nice to meet you, it's so nice to know you.
Now that your guard's down let me show you.
Superior rides from initial highs now come back to haunt you.
Your craving's beg the stranger's hands for a taste that so familiar.
The taste is so divine.
A chemical coma life.
Welcome to your vice, good luck with life.
Cause you can't, you can't, you can't kill me that easily.
What will you decide when you're out of time?
Cause you can't, you can't, you can't kill me that easily.
The battle you picked was so one-sided.
Now dependent on me the one you invited.
Beg, plead, scream for redemption, for forgiveness.
Beg, plead, scream sorry I'm not listening.
Welcome to your vice, good luck with life.
Cause you can't, you can't, you can't kill me that easily.
What will you decide when your out of time?
Cause you can't, you can't, you can't kill me that easily.
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