ORWELLS


Norman Lyrics

Lock, lock, lock, lock,
Lock the door, baby
Killer's here and it's a horror story
Lock, lock, lock,
You better lock the door, baby
The killer's here and it's gonna get gory

Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit the lights
‘Cause I'm way, way,
Way too drunk tonight
Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit the lights
‘Cause I'm way too drunk to run tonight

Blood in my hair,
Blood on my speakers
Blood in the shot glass,
Blood on my speakers
Blood in the hallway,
Blood on my t-shirt
He's in the backroom dressed as the reaper

House full of horrors,
House full of people
Lock all the doors,
Kids are hanging from the bleachers
House full of horrors,
House full of people
You're not gonna make it to the sequel

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Record Label(s): 2014 Atlantic Recording Corporation for the United States and WEA International Inc for the world outside of the United States A Warner Music Group
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