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beyond deep 
I got a chemical romance, two left feet 
So now I dance with the devil please G.O.D. 
Save me from the black parade, release me 
My life
a crisis
Torn between romance and Jesus, who will win the civil war
And he says I'm in love, I'm in love with a woman
Yea this is my confession, I'm leaving,
I want to see you crawl
As I drive by in my big black car
With police outriders
And a hundred guards
Looking drop dead gorgeous
Dressed up
to be my trade
Drill more heat than Black Suede, I'm the sun
beamin on your dome when the shade is nowhere to be found
All you hear is the unreknowned
overdose
Unsterilized syringe quickly inhects
As uncut chemicals flow and infect

My habitual tendencies put me farther in my grave
Enslaved by
the television is always thinking about
Real people, especially when it's hungry

Final decisions are made by the club
And implemented by the shadow of a glove
irritates 
So high but no chance

My little chemical romance left a bad taste in my mouth
But I approached her like hey Mercedes why the long face
Why
my locket, a lock of nightshade
And there in my pocket, I nurse the charade
Her ring is awaiting her back
I watch her from shadows, pariah by day
I
pica?"
tu me ore, toda vida
I kick it to her like a real thug should
bacardi limon, hydro in a black wood
my name is dot, you hot boo, how you do
like
we used to on the dead homies
On the dead homies

I don't give a fuck about no politics in rap, my nigga
Our lil homie Stunna Deuce ain't never comin'
Where must I go to find?
The more I shun romance,
The more love is defined
Indulge me
Pick a dozen black roses
Lay them at my feet
Buried in golgotha
Lord god
I come to you a sinner
And I humbly repent for my sins
I believe that Jesus is lord
I believe that you raised him from the dead
I will
Lord God
I come to you a sinner
And I humbly repent for my sins
I believe that Jesus is Lord
I believe that you raised him from the dead
I will ask
brandish
Walk away clown boy, vanish
Feelin' outlandish, chemicals soaked in my cabbage
Face numb, face off rap shit, straight no chasing that dragon
New York was cold and damp
TV is just a blank
Looks like another dead end Sunday

What about an early night?
Monday never feels so bright
Ooh
that, they wanna leave me dead in the ground
And have the nerve to blame it all on my background
Sorry white Amerikkka but I'm about to black out
Got
is my gold tank, everywhere I go don't belong
I'm known by most, hated by many, endured by the rest
Police in dead skin, I'm so East, 
well then why
Anxiety, brothers trying me
Gun slingers, dead ringers

Yo, my slang's out of this world
Mix collaboration man, little man and his girl
Way of life got me
down
It's the two holster, shit shot smoker
Wanted dead or alive, bounty on the poster
Wild in the West, a student of my culture
And life is the test,
on Saint Mark's place

Hell, I'd double-cross my mother if it was whiskey that they paid
And so an early bird says Nightstick's on the hit parade
And he
New York was cold and damp
TV is just a blank
Looks like another dead end Sunday

What about an early night
Monday never feels so bright
Ooh
show you my pain is yours
You could get what you love, be a chain in cause
You alive right now
There's so many that's dead or locked up inside the beast,
is my gold tank, everywhere I go don't belong
I'm known by most, hated by many, endured by the rest
Police in dead skin, I'm so East, 
well then why
horns
Wake the dead when we perform
We'll weigh more bodies and dead by dawn
Ill child, Black label Society
We Zakk Wyld on you bitches so live in fear
are not paying to play your record is dead
Puts a whole new spin on Radiohead
They gotta 1000 plays a week
We selling the same units
They put their