Luyện nghe bài hát Splite And Malice

Revolution, dope, guns, fucking in the [x2]
take your time
Queens are left for
Jacks can in line
And touch instead
Aces take pity
And keep it in bed
Aces take your

Cut the
The queens for dead
and wet, scarf tied to the bed
Jack is all tragic when he alone
Feeling demonic harmonic in a no go
You look well suited you came to win
Lust, spite and malice, degrees of sin
Cruising for pity and looking as fuck
Ace take your
wish you luck

Aces take your
Draw final breath
Jacks are feeling
They've clubbed to death
Aces take pity
You with it instead
Aces your time

You can play your card, I'll hold onto
Tied up in the reasons, Ace your time
Looks turn to lovers, into fires
Jack loves his tragedy, Queen her
You well suited like you came to win
Lust, and malice, your degrees of sin
me in your trauma and I may just give you mine
Queen your chances
Ace take time

Dope, guns, fucking in the (Revolution)
will blow tonight
Either or foe, tonight

Cut the
The queens for dead
Soft and wet, tied to the bed
Jack is all when he stands alone
demonic harmonic in a no go zone
You well suited like you came to win
Lust, and malice, your degrees of sin
Cruising for pity and looking as fuck
Ace your chances
wish you luck

Dope, guns, fucking in the (Revolution)
will blow tonight
Either friend or foe,