Partners in Crime by Set it Off
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-Jack's POV-
I look back as me and Mark run as fast as we can down the streets away from the sirens and lights... I smile at Mark as the adrenaline pumps through us.
"You'll never take us alive!" I sing.
"We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art!" Mark sings back with a grin.
"You'll never take us alive!"
"We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners!"
"Partners in crime
Partners in crime!" We both sing as we enter the small convenient store on our next stop.. Mark continues singing.
"This, the tale of reckless love, living a life of crime on the run,
I brush to a gun to paint these states green and red,
Everybody freeze!"
"Nobody move!" I point my gun at some of the other people in the store.
"Put the money in the bag!" Mark orders.
"Or we will shoot!" I threaten.
"Empty out the vault and me and my doll will be on our way!" Mark sings as he points his gun at the store clerk "Our paper faces flood the streets,
And if the heat comes close enough to burn then we'll play with fire 'cause..."
"You'll never take us alive!" I smile.
"We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art!" Mark sings his eyes staring into mine.
"You'll never take us alive!"
"We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners"
"Partners in crime
Partners in crime!" We sing together as we notice something.
"Here we find our omnipotent outlaws fall behind the grind tonight,
Left unaware that the lone store owner won't go down without a fight" Mark continues.
"Where we gonna go?"
"He's got us pinned!"
"Baby, I'm a little scared" I sing as my heartbeat picks up pace once again.
"Now, don't you quit" Mark adds as he puts a hand on my shoulder.
"He's sounded the alarm, I hear the sirens closing in" I point out.
"Our paper faces flood the streets,
And if the heat comes close enough to burn then we're burning this place to the ground 'cause..."
"You'll never take us alive!"
"We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art!" Mark continues the chorus.
"You'll never take us alive!" I sing proudly as we hide and are prepared to fight.
"We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners"
"Partners in crime" we both sing but get silenced.
"Come out with your hands up, we have the place surrounded" Mark stands up and points the gun at one of them "Put your weapons down, put your weapons down! Ready, men? Aim... Fire!!!" I watch as Mark gets hit in the chest and falls to the ground... I move over to him with tears in my eyes... I point the gun at them as I start to sing.
"The skies are black with lead-filled rain,
A morbid painting on display,
This is the night the young love died,
Buried at each others side!" I feel a sharp pain hit me in the chest as well.. I fall back only to feel Mark's hand in mine "You never took us alive!"
"We swore that death would do us part
So now we haunt you in the dark" Marks singing is as strong as he can get it but it's weak as is mine.
"You never took us alive!"
"We live as ghosts among these streets,
Lovers and partners!"
"Partners in crime
Partners in crime
Partners in crime!" We both sing as everything fades black.
-The End-
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