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Текст (слова) песни: Justice - Highschool Death
Get up at the usual time
Packed bag in the corner of the room
Breakfast - the day`s starting well
Rushing in by the ringing of the bell
Now my time has come
And my job has to be done
Don`t move, it won`t help you anyway
Get ready for my judgement day
Highschool death
Bullets flying through the classroom
Ripping virginal flesh from the bone
Blood spills from the teacher`s head
He tortured me and now he`s dead
Outside the parents cry
Cops are waiting to come in
Kids are screaming, trying to run away
This is my private judgement day
Highschool death
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