The Orwells - Hallway Homicide
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Cartridge is loaded my trench coat unzips
Eyes on the clock and his hand on the grip?
The cocktail is lit
Make his finger by the gun this guy is shit.

Oh no, they don't know, what's gonna happen
Oh no, they don't know, will they be drownin'?

My Cartridge is loaded my trench coat unzipped
My eyes on the clock and my hand on the grip?
My cocktail is lit
We're gonna make this family body got the this guy is shit

Oh no, they don't know what's gonna happen
Oh no, they don't know, what if its robin?

Lunch room exploded, my gun met her lips
Well she can take it stop throwing a fit
Popped off her top off in class where she sits,
Took down the class clown, and saved the misfits.

Oh no, they don't know, whats gonna happen
Oh no, they don't know, well look who's laughin'

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