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My Chemical Romance Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge

Grab your six-gun from your back Throttle the ignition, would I die for you? Well here's your answer in spades Shotgun sinners, wild eyed jokers Got you in my

He calls the mansion not a house, but a tomb He's always choking from the stench and the fume The wedding party all collapsed in the room So send my resignation

Gaze into her killing jar I'd sometimes stare for hours She even poked the holes so I can breathe She bought the last line, I'm just the worst kind Of

not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish, I kiss your lips again. They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost, My cellmate'

that you never ever told me And all the smiles that are ever ever... Ever... Get the feeling that you're never All alone and I remember now At the top of my lungs in my

: Since we talked to her now come angels of the lord, come angels of the lord

, wont kill me now, or tell me how just you and I your starless eyes remain. Hip Hip Hooray for me, you talk to me, but would you kill me in my sleep

had too much to drink again tonight Black skies, we'll douse ourselves in high explosive light Just give us war, I've been calling you all week for my

calls the mansion not a house but a tomb. He's always choking from the stench and the fume. The wedding party all collapsed in the room. So send my resignation