Ayane Fukumi - My Chemical Romance Broke Up 6 Years Ago And I Never Got To Go To A Concert, Fuck lyrics

Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs
I don't need it, but I'll sell what you got
Take the cash and I'll keep it
Eight legs to the wall
Hit the gas, kill them all
And we crawl, and we crawl, and we crawl
You be my detonator

Love, gimme love, gimme love
I don't need it, but I'll take what I want from your heart
And I'll keep it in a bag, in a box
Put an X on the floor
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more
Shut up and sing it with me

From mall security
To every enemy
We're on your property
Standing in V-formation

Let's blow an artery
Eat plastic surgery
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation

More, gimme more, gimme more

Let me tell you 'bout the sad man
Shut up and let me see your jazz hands
Remember when you were a madman
Thought you was Batman
And hit the party with a gas can
Kiss me you animal

You run the company
Fuck like a Kennedy
I think we'd rather be
Burning your information

Let's blow an artery
Eat plastic surgery
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation

And right here, right now
All the way in Battery City
The little children
Raise their open filthy palms
Like tiny daggers up to heaven
And all the juvie halls
And the Ritalin rats
Ask angels made from neon
And fucking garbage
Scream out, what will save us?
And the sky opened up

Everybody wants to change the world [2x]
But no one, no one wants to die
Wanna try [4x]
Wanna try, now

Make no apology
It's death or victory
On my authority
Crash and burn
Young and loaded

Drop like a bullet shell
Dress like a sleeper cell
I'd rather go to hell
Than be in purgatory
Cut my hair, gag and bore me
Pull this pin, let this world explode