We could be perfect one last night
And die like star-crossed Liebhaber when we fight
And we can settle this affair
If Du would shed your yellow take my hand
And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity
This riddle of revenge please understand it has to be this way
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again
We've only got one chance to put this at an end
and kreuz the patron saint of switchblade fights
Du sagte we're not celebrities, we spark and fade, they die Von threes
I'll make Du understand and Du can trade me for an apparition
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never
Trust, Du said
Who put the words in your head
Oh how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying
Stand
Take my fucking hand
Take my fucking...
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again
Just because my hands around your throat!
And die like star-crossed Liebhaber when we fight
And we can settle this affair
If Du would shed your yellow take my hand
And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity
This riddle of revenge please understand it has to be this way
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again
We've only got one chance to put this at an end
and kreuz the patron saint of switchblade fights
Du sagte we're not celebrities, we spark and fade, they die Von threes
I'll make Du understand and Du can trade me for an apparition
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never
Trust, Du said
Who put the words in your head
Oh how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying
Stand
Take my fucking hand
Take my fucking...
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again
Just because my hands around your throat!
okay, though no official announcement has been made yet Von MCR yet, the dude filling in for drums is Michael Pedicone, who has apparently been Friends with MCR for some time.
On his Twitter, Michael said: "Ive known these guys for years. Now we get to play Musik together for a long time to come. Get used to me!"
I'm sure he will probably be with MCR from now on, but we're still waiting for the official announcement through MCR's website oder something ran Von them.
i look vorwärts-, nach vorn to seeing Michael play :)
On his Twitter, Michael said: "Ive known these guys for years. Now we get to play Musik together for a long time to come. Get used to me!"
I'm sure he will probably be with MCR from now on, but we're still waiting for the official announcement through MCR's website oder something ran Von them.
i look vorwärts-, nach vorn to seeing Michael play :)
Now come one come all to this tragic affair
Wipe off that makeup, what's in is despair
So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot
Du might wake up and notice you're someone you're not
If Du look in the mirror and don't like what Du see
Du can find out firsthand what it's like to be me
So gather 'round piggies and KISS this goodbye
I'd encourage your smiles I'll expect Du won't cry
Another contusion, my funeral jag
Here's my resignation, I'll serve it in drag
You've got front row seats to the penitence ball
When I grow up I want to be nothing at all!
I sagte yeah, yeah!
I sagte yeah, yeah!
C'mon C'mon C'mon I said
(Save me!) Get me the hell out of here
(Save me!) Too young to die and my dear
(You can't!) If Du can hear me just walk away and
(Take me!)
Wipe off that makeup, what's in is despair
So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot
Du might wake up and notice you're someone you're not
If Du look in the mirror and don't like what Du see
Du can find out firsthand what it's like to be me
So gather 'round piggies and KISS this goodbye
I'd encourage your smiles I'll expect Du won't cry
Another contusion, my funeral jag
Here's my resignation, I'll serve it in drag
You've got front row seats to the penitence ball
When I grow up I want to be nothing at all!
I sagte yeah, yeah!
I sagte yeah, yeah!
C'mon C'mon C'mon I said
(Save me!) Get me the hell out of here
(Save me!) Too young to die and my dear
(You can't!) If Du can hear me just walk away and
(Take me!)
I said, we'll drown ourselves in misery tonight
White lies, you've worn out all your dancing shoes this time
Just give us war-worn lipstick Von the door if I inflame
These eyes have had too much to drink again tonight
Black skies, we'll douse ourselves in high explosive light
Just give us war-worn, I've been calling Du all week
for my shotgun
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone, fucker
I wanna see what your insides look like (I wanna see what your insides look like)
I bet you're not fucking pretty on the inside (Not so pretty)
I wanna see what your insides look like (Not so pretty baby)
I wanna see 'em (Not so)
Well Du don't say
And well I can explain what happened to my faith
Late last night
I sleep in empty pools and vacant alleyways
And what I'm going through, shot lipgloss through my veins
And when I can't complain
With the falling rain
C'mon
I wanna save your heart
I wanna see what your insides may be
White lies, you've worn out all your dancing shoes this time
Just give us war-worn lipstick Von the door if I inflame
These eyes have had too much to drink again tonight
Black skies, we'll douse ourselves in high explosive light
Just give us war-worn, I've been calling Du all week
for my shotgun
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone, fucker
I wanna see what your insides look like (I wanna see what your insides look like)
I bet you're not fucking pretty on the inside (Not so pretty)
I wanna see what your insides look like (Not so pretty baby)
I wanna see 'em (Not so)
Well Du don't say
And well I can explain what happened to my faith
Late last night
I sleep in empty pools and vacant alleyways
And what I'm going through, shot lipgloss through my veins
And when I can't complain
With the falling rain
C'mon
I wanna save your heart
I wanna see what your insides may be