Baixar Mais Tocadas: letras de My Chemical Romance

Bad news from the zones tumbleweeds / It looks like Jet Star and the Kobra Kid had a clash with an Exterminator that went all Cost Rica and uh, got themselves ghosted, dusted out on Route Guano / So it’s time to hit the red line and up thrust the volume out there / Keep your boots tight, keep your gun close
He calls the mansion not a house but a tomb / He’s always choking from the stench and the fume / The wedding party all collapsed in the room / So send my resignation to the bride and the groom
And we can run, from the backdrop of these gears and scalpels / At every hour goes the tick-tock bang of monitors as / They stared us down when met in the emergency room / And in our beds, I could hear you breathe with help from cold machines