The Game of Life

This boredom consumes me, 

Guess its time for a thrill

Got a one in six chance

And I'm down for the kill. 

Im the third in this line

And I'm ready to drop. 

As the first finger pulls,

I see the trigger get cocked. 

All i hear is a click

Then a sigh of relief

But the game must go on

Til the bullet's released. 

Now this shot, one in five

Feel the death that is coming,

Im prepared, without fear

Cause my body is numbing. 

Time for guy number two

To step to the plate,

Brings the gun to his temple

And angles it straight. 

He pulls and he pulls

But he can't trip the trigger,

Til he screams in a rage

And slams down his finger.

And finally, now

The revolver in hand

I stare down the barrel

At my 1 in 4 chance. 

The trigger is cold

And the handle so sweaty

And both make it hard 

To hold it there steady. 

Got this gun to my head

Playin Russian roulette

But got no worries now

Cause im finally dead.