Luyện nghe bài hát Synplicity

Kings and Queens, just us where we should be (you motherfuckers)

Is my explicit cause I hang with a sinner?
Hand and hand with the hatchet but its familiar
Nonbelievers keep till we finally arrive
smoke around the family with the red in our eyes
Cold chills from the death on to the past
With a pistol to the temple cause your lifes fast
Devastated by the anger you need to escape
Right hand on the book, the page, choose your fate

Kiss the dead, on the red moon
Will cry? Well I think they just might
Torturing! What's a frozen
ain't Hell, but I'd rather be there
Spider web, it hard to move
Death awaits, yet I have nothing to
Twiztid souls, in my game
Murder comes, and with no kind of blame

Power drains, as the dark light
Trapped motionless, cause the chords are too
What will ever become, of this that I hold
Will the burn us, like they told Synplicity

Rain drops fall from the night sky
crawl from garbage cans and alleyways alike
You can find me there in the without a doubt
Time for my and me to come about
of the River, and the misunderstood, downtrodden, and forgotten but
It's all good
What you away is ours to keep, you know the children need a pillow
they go to fuckin sleep

Your disease, quite
I know, your the object of my lust
Acid rain, come on and stick out tongue
There's enough, for and every single one
or left, come follow me
Pyramids, lobotomy is
Crystal ball, just Synplicity
Kings and Queens, just show us we should be (you motherfuckers)

Power drains, as the dark light
motionless, cause the chords are too tight
What will ever become, of this that I hold
Will the fire burn us, they told Synplicity

I was with a hatchet down the block, my leg got popped
When I copped a dub at the spot
out to get me everywhere I go, is it a sin to get your dick sucked
By a (fuck no!)
What about the fact that I bring the dope guns, stay my way and don't
me have to use one
Can't help the feeling, my head pull the trigger and unload

Power drains, as the dark light
Trapped motionless, cause the are too tight
will ever become, of this book that I hold
Will the fire burn us, like told Synplicity

SYNPLICITY!