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Eric Church

Russian Roulette

 

Russian Roulette

(álbum: Heart - 2021)


Yeah, I'm blowing the doors off this hang around town
Holding this old gun metal grey Chevrolet pedal down
Lead foot in a steel toe
Out running the memories, racking up miles
Getting gone as I can taking my chances spinning that dial
And so far, I'm on a roll, yeah, I'm on a roll

Ain't nothing gonna kill these horses tonight
But a song like a bullet from a dashboard light
Getting shot through the speakers both left and right in stereo
Messing up my head, playing Russian Roulette with the radio

It's been touch or go trying to get gone couple close calls
But I just call up a station on down the line
Keep that needle in that red line zone
Yeah maybe west is best, pick up I-85
Chase that setting sun, till it parks in the sky
But hell, I don't know, only thing I know

Ain't nothing gonna kill these horses tonight
But a song like a bullet from a dashboard light
Getting shot through the speakers both left and right in stereo
Messing up my head, playing Russian Roulette with the radio

I need a melody without a memory
Take me where I've never been
I hear 'em gunning for me
I feel 'em hunting for me
But I ain't tuning them in

I still ain't over you
But I can feel it coming
Kind of like the rhythm to these tires humming
That signal comes and goes
I hold my breath and hope nothing

Nothing gonna kill these horses tonight
But a song like a bullet from a dashboard light
Getting shot though the speakers both left and right in stereo
Messing up my head, playing Russian Roulette with the radio
Messing up my head, playing Russian Roulette with the radio

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