Lyrics:

She lives like Russian roulette
Barrel up to the head
Where every sweet young move is
Belonging to a sickness

Now, enter special things
To detour all the pain
Like a brand new, solid mess
But nothing seems to last

It strikes when you've thought you won
It's self destruction

It strikes when you've thought you won
And the delicate balance
Won't survive the turbulence

Now, enter the escape
From everything you've made
'Cause something wrong inside
Won't let you live your life

It strikes when you've thought you won
It's self destruction

It strikes when you've thought you won
And down you will go

With a tail of flames
Stretched out behind you
The cold wind will blind you
And in all that you can't see

The simplicity
Is beautiful