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Aces your time Draw final breath Jacks are fine clubbed themselves to death Aces take your You sleep with it take your time
You can play your card, I'll hold mine Tied up in the reasons, Ace take your turn to lovers, flames into fires Jack loves his tragedy, her desires You look well suited like you to win Lust, and malice, your degrees of sin Wrap me in your trauma and I may just give you Queen take your Ace take time
Dope, guns, fucking in the (Revolution) Everything will tonight friend or foe, tonight
Cut the The queens left for and wet, scarf tied to the bed Jack is all tragic when he stands Feeling demonic in a no go zone You look well suited like you to win Lust, spite and malice, your of sin Cruising for and looking pretty as fuck Ace take your Queen wish you
Dope, guns, fucking in the (Revolution) Everything blow tonight Either friend or foe,