Revolution, dope, guns, fucking in the [x2] Aces your time Queens are left for Jacks can stand in And themselves instead Aces take pity And it warm in bed Aces take time
Cut the The left for dead and wet, scarf tied to the bed Jack is all tragic when he stands demonic harmonic in a no go zone You look well suited you came to win Lust, spite and malice, your of sin Cruising for pity and looking as fuck Ace your chances Queen wish you
Aces take your Draw final breath Jacks are fine They've themselves to death Aces take your You sleep with it Aces your time
You can play your card, hold onto mine up in the reasons, Ace take your time Looks turn to lovers, flames into Jack loves his tragedy, her desires You well suited like you came to win Lust, spite and malice, your of sin Wrap me in trauma and I may just give you mine Queen take chances Ace take time
Dope, guns, fucking in the (Revolution) Everything will blow Either or foe, tonight
Cut the The queens for dead Soft and wet, scarf to the bed Jack is all tragic he stands alone Feeling demonic harmonic in a no go You look well suited like you to win Lust, spite and malice, your of sin for pity and looking pretty as fuck Ace your chances Queen wish you
Dope, guns, in the streets (Revolution) will blow tonight Either or foe, tonight