(Lowis / Lee / Dusk)
He plays the game
Like a moth that finds love in a flame
He's flying high
But desire will burn him alive
This is the price you pay
When you're heart is fooling your eyes
She plays the game
where the hunter turns into the prey
He wants her still
But the black widow's beauty will kill
Caught in the tender trap
Where the story of heartache begins
What makes that man gamble all on love
He's played but never won
The roulette he knows is of the Russian kind
Watch out
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