PLACEBO - Spite Malice Lyrics

Ahaha revolutionDope guns fucking in the streetsRevolutionDope guns fucking in the streetsAces take your timeQueens are left for deadJacks that stand in lineTouch themselves insteadAces take your plentyKeep it warm in bedAces take your timeCut jackWho's left for deadSoft and wet scarf tied to the bedJack is all tragic when he's left aloneFeelin ____ all ___In a no ____ zoneHe looked well suitedLike he came to winLust spite and maliceShoot your breeze with sinCruisin the ? premium? For the prettiest fuckEach take a chancesEach wishing luckAces take your timeDraw your final breathJacks are feelin fineThey clubbed themeselves to deathAces take your pitySleep with that insteadAces take your timeYou can play your cardI'll hold onto mineTied up with reasonsEach take your time? ? turn to loversFlames turn to firesJack loves his tragedyQueen her desiresYou look well suited like you came to winLust spite and maliceShoot your breeze with sinWrap me in your dramaAnd I'll ? redistribute? mineQueen take ur chancesAces take your timeDope guns fucking in the streetEverything will ? grow? tonightRevolutionDope guns fucking in the streetNeither friend or foe tonightRevolutionDope guns fucking in the streetCut jackWho's left for deadSoft and wet scarf tied to the bedJack is all tragic when he's left aloneFeelin ____ all ___In a no ____ zoneHe looked well suitedLike he came to winLust spite and maliceShoot your breeze with sinCruisin the ? premium? For the prettiest fuckEach take a chancesEach wishing luckDope guns fucking in the streetEverything will ? grow? tonightRevolutionDope guns fucking in the streetNeither friend or foe tonightRevolutionDope guns fucking in the street
 

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