out of this room Because the sure don't like the company You stop your preaching right there Because I really don't care And I'll do it again. So get me outta my
hands up Now get your hands up Hide your eyes, we?re gonna shine tonight Sub-atomic never get the best of me Ain?t a DJ gonna save my soul I sold it
can steal this car if your folks don't mind, We can live forever if you've got the time YOU MOTHERFUCKER! You're the broken glass in my life, Will
alone tonight Hold your breath when a black bird flies Count to seventeen and close your eyes I?ll keep you safe inside Heat is my skin Never mattered
my headphones up real loud I think I need them now 'Cause you stop the noise out And if you stay I would even wait all night Or until my heart explodes
I can't stand it This is a letter My word is the berretta The sound of my vendetta against the ones that planned it If my velocity starts to make you
: [Gerard:] Well, are you ready, Ray? [Ray:] Yeah... [Gerard:] How about you, Frank? [Frank:] Oh, I'm there, baby [Gerard:] How about you, Mikey? [Mikey
: Bad news from the zones tumbleweeds It looks like Jet-Star and the Kobra kid Had a clap with an exterminator that went all Coaster Rica And uh got
go out across these city streets? Where were you when all of the embers fell? I still remember them Covered in ash Covered in glass Covered in all my
ll kill him for you I'll meet you down at the metro station 'Cause motherfuckers got the motivation Now I'm gonna show you how much I love you Oh, my
: Give up the giving shot Dedication, to the places that you never need to hide Occupations, the opportunity to see yourself in lights And all the city
Check ch... Whoa! It's unbelievable to see We're dead flies in the summer time They leave us all behind With duck tape scars on my ? You don't like who
long That is if the static don't get you first So remember even if you're dusted You may be gone But out here in the desert Your shadow lives on without
hold on tight and don't look back We don't care about the message or the rules they make We'll find you when the sun goes black And you want to live
shooting out of this room Because the sure don't like the company You stop your preaching right there Because I really don't care And I'll do it again. So get me outta my
check... Check ch... Whoa! It's unbelievable to see We're dead flies in the summer time They leave us all behind With duck tape scars on my ? You don
too long That is if the static don't get you first So remember even if you're dusted You may be gone But out here in the desert Your shadow lives on without
Bad news from the zones tumbleweeds It looks like Jet-Star and the Kobra kid Had a clap with an exterminator that went all Coaster Rica And uh got them