demonghostchoa

huji

I know what you mean.
I feel blankenside myself sometimes

I know X3

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N-O-P-E

I ment to hit reply
...but I missed >.<

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
You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not

If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see
You 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 you 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 said yeah, yeah!
I said 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 you can hear me just walk away and
(Take me!)
Yeah!

And if your heart stops beating
I'll be here wondering
Did you get what you deserve?
The ending of your life
And if you get to heaven
I'll be here waiting, babe
Did you get what you deserve?
The end, and if your life won't wait
Then your heart can't take this

Have you heard the news that you're dead?
No one ever had much nice to say
I think they never liked you anyway
Oh take me from the hospital bed
Wouldn't it be grand? It ain't exactly what you planned.
And wouldn't it be great If we were dead?
Ohh dead.

Tongue-tied and oh so squeamish
You never fell in love
Did you get what you deserve?
The ending of your life
And if you* get to heaven
I'll be here waiting, babe
Did you get what you deserve?
The end, and if your life won't wait
Then your heart can't take this

Have you heard the news that you're dead?
No one ever had much nice to say
I think they never liked you anyway
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
During this operation
Found a complication in your heart
So long, 'Cause now you've got (now you've got)
Maybe just two weeks to live
Is that the most the both of you can give?

One, two, one two three four!

LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!
Well come on,
LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!
Oh motherfracker,

If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why are we laughing? (LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why are we laughing?
If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why are we laughing? (LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why am I dead?
DEAD!

Mama we all go to hell.
Mama we all go to hell.
I'm writing this letter and wishing you well.
Mama we all go to hell.

Oh well now,
Mama we're all gonna die.
Mama we're all gonna die.
Stop asking me questions, I'd hate to see you cry.
Mama we're all gonna die.

And when we go don't blame us, yeah,
We let the fire just bathe us, yeah,
You made us oh so famous
We’ll never let you go.
And when you go don't return to me my love.

Mama we're all full of lies.
Mama we're meant for the flies.
And right now they're building a coffin your size.
Mama we're all full of lies.

Well mother what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
You shoulda raised a baby girl
I shoulda been a better son
If you can coddle on the infection they can amputate at once
You should’ve been
I could've been a better son.

And when we go don't blame us, yeah,
we let the fire just bathe us yeah,
you made us all so famous,
we'll never let you go.

She said you ain't no son of mine.
For what you've done they're gonna find
You’ll find a place for you
and just you mind your manners when you go.

And when you go don't return to me my love,
That's right.

Mama we all go to hell,
Mama we all go to hell,
It’s really quite pleasant except for the smell,
Mama we all go to hell.
2 - 3 - 4

Mama, Mama, Mama, ohhhh.
Mama, Mama, Mama.



Liza: and if you would call me your sweet heart, and maybe then i'd sing you a song

Gerard: but the shoot that I've done with this f**k of a gun,
You will cry out your eyes all along

We’re damned after all.
Through fortune and flame we fall.
And if you can stay that I’ll show you the way
And return from the ashes you call.

We all carry on
When our brothers in arms are gone
So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die
And return from the ashes you call

yet with darkness,
There is light,
waiting to be found

Wow,
We're deep.
*moment of silence*