Luyện nghe bài hát Bullets, Bombs & Bigotry

One for two for hell
Three for the lowest high that you
Gotta four for a try but stop the lie
Five for the piss and in your eye

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

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

I will be true but deceive
on lie with me
My pill my guilty thrill
Come on die me

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

pills, poverty
Victors history
bombs and bigotry
Brace yourself for war three

This testament to the truest
Beg for release the lie that I bought you
You started your endings nigh
Get it for the lord of lard

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

I'm Im the master
Keep on waiting as I die of
Get on down covered in
I screw in twos and threes

The teasing pleasing thrill
The knife that begs to kill
Wistful and whiskey drinking
It all makes sense when your are thinking