The Roulettista Lyrics

I walk by brothers without mothers to a distant land

I call the shots and cock the gun

While I lead God astray

My soul determined to find shelter in a house full of thieves

This is my way out of life as I picked up the gun to my head

The barrel stays clean as I crawl to my fans

Abused by chances

I wanted more than you can ever envision

I gave you blood and my sweat while you gave me your tears

Feed me into the fire

You should love what you're doing to me

I'll blame God if there's no one to save us

With my crooked fingers I walk

There's blood on my noose

I'll walk my brothers to a mother that will care for us all

It's time I bring on a new life as I shoot the gun to my head

The money it brings when I break off the gain

It makes me feel like you

Feed me into the fire

You should love what you're doing to me

I'll blame God if there's no one to save us

With my wretched voice I speak

There's blood on the cross

And I'm saved!

I walk with riches in the palm of my hand

I lost my soul inside the pistol that I carried to lead God astray

My brothers shun me for the rest of my life

Mother offered help

This family is a cult

And I screamed

Feed me into the fire!

Do you even know who I am?