Paroles:
My Chemical Romance

the dirt we'll comeallylution ? We got a medical emergency A medical emergency We got a medical emergency A medical emergency Stretching out my style free find my

Sing it out, boy you?ve got to see what tomorrow brings Sing it out, girl you?ve got to be what tomorrow needs For every time that they want to count

I can't stand it This is a letter My word is the berretta The sound of my vendetta against the ones that planned it If my velocity starts to make you

your rickety bones I got my rickety hands, You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands, You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands (I?ll

And now this could be the last of all the rides we take So hold on tight and don't look back We don't care about the message or the rules they make We

kill him for you I'll meet you down at the metro station 'Cause motherfuckers got the motivation Now I'm gonna show you how much I love you Oh, my

like to be me So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye I'd encourage your smiles I'll expect you won't cry Another contusion, my funeral jag Here's my

alone tonight Hold your breath when a black bird flies Count to seventeen and close your eyes I?ll keep you safe inside Heat is my skin Never mattered

Oh take me from the hospital bed Wouldn't it be grand to take a pistol by the hand? And wouldn't it be great if we were dead? And in my honest observation