Luyện nghe bài hát Bullets, Bombs & Bigotry

One for hatred two for
Three for the high that you sell
Gotta four for a try but don't the lie
for the piss and poke in your eye

Six for the silver you wrench
for the gold that'll never quench
Eight and for the thirsty fly
And ten for the one who 'til I die

I must receive and Ill
on trust in me
With all my give to those in need
Come on lust me

I be true but shall deceive
Come on lie me
My little pill my thrill
on die with me

Sin, sex,
Time to end parody
torture tyranny
The of democracy

Power pills,
rewrite history
Bullets and bigotry
Brace yourself for world war

testament to the truest torture
Beg for from the lie that I bought you
You started high your nigh
Get it for the lord of lard

I'm a and a callous whore
Bend right over and beg for
A lie for a lie and a for a noose
Don't complicate yourself with the

I'm Im the master
on waiting as I die of laughter
Get on covered in fleas
I screw best in and threes

The teasing little thrill
The twisted knife that begs to
Wistful and whiskey drinking
It all makes sense your fists are thinking