dr death defying
the future is bulletproof
the aftermath is secondary
it’s time to do it now and do it loud
killjoys make some noise
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na
na na na na na na na
na na na na na na
na na na na na na
na na na na na na
na na na na na
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 em’ 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
na na na na na na na from mall security
na na na na na na na to every enemy
na na na na na na na we’re on your property
standing in v formation
na na na na na na na let’s blow an artery
na na na na na na na eat plastic surgery
na na na na na na na keep your apology
give us more detonation
more gimme more gimme more
oh let me tell you ’bout the sad man
shut up and let me see your jazz hands
remember when you were a mad man
thought you was batman
and hit the party with a gas can
kiss me you animal
na na na na na na na you run the company
na na na na na na na fuck like a kennedy
na na na na na na na i think we’d rather be
burning your information
na na na na na na na let’s blow an artery
na na na na na na na eat plastic surgery
na na na na na na na 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
everybody wants to change the world
but no one no one wants to die
wanna try wanna try wanna try
wanna try wanna try now
i’ll be your detonator
na na na na na na na na na na na
na na na na na na na make no apology
na na na na na na na it’s death or victory
na na na na na na na on my authority
crash and burn young and loaded
na na na na na na na drop like a bullet shell
na na na na na na na dress like a sleeper cell
na na na na na na na i’d rather go to hell
than be in purgatory
cut my hair gag and bore me
pull this pin let this world explode
Artist: My Chemical Romance
Year: 2010
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 387