My Chemical Romance The End Lyrics
Last updated: 12/18/2013 05:44:16 AM
Now come one, come all to this tragic affair
Wipe off that makeup - What's in his 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 first-hand what it's like to 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!
YEAH! YEAH! I SAID-YEAH! YEAH!
C'mon C'mon C'mon I said
Get me the hell out of here
Too young to die and my dear
If you can hear me just walk away and
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