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A Tribute to My Chemical Romance [Tributized] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Romance Bloody Romance: Remixes & B-Sides (Death from Above 1979) · Romance Bloody Romance: Remixes & B-Sides (Death from Above 1979) · Romance on Film/Romance on Broadway (Michael Feinstein) · Romance on Film/Romance on Broadway (Michael Feinstein) · Romance Bloody Romance: Remixes & B-Sides (Death from Above 1979) · Chemical City (Sam Roberts) · Remixes, Vol. 6: Chemical Brothers (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Chemical Wedding [Bonus Tracks] (Bruce Dickinson) · Chemical Generation (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


resecting organs to create

From the realm of the dead I'm fed
Cracking open the coffin lid

Driven by a hunger, unable to grasp
A chemical reaction
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
In the prayer
Can't seem to find the right words
But we stretch our dead arms
For salvation
The foundation
And the chemical need
Discordance
Take you in my arms and hold you tight
Lost in the stars with the satellites

Now someone said romance is dead
Well I'm afraid that I don't agree
If
as so as blood
Romance is dead and all is lust
You are the water in my lungs
We've lost it all
Vibrant flashes in my mind
Remind me of a foregone time
The blackened faces, broken romance
Blackened faces

My broken heart has bled
With
Remind me of a foregone time
Blackened faces, broken romance
Blackened faces

My broken heart has bled
With memories of a love that's dead
Sometimes
became trouble 

Hug your surroundings there's life in dead season 
Chemical planes in the sky let the babies run wild 
Things became vulgar when we
that holds you so close to nowhere 
All the chemicals have been depleted you look so defeated my boy 
And now you're so tired of life, your soul's been
streets, ninety-degree heat and this time I've caught fate by the wings and if she screams it's curtains for the dead. This town is on fire and I'm
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side

But now we got weapons
Of chemical dust
If fire them, we're forced to
Then fire, them we must
One push
must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side

But now we got weapons
Of chemical dust
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side

But now we got weapons
Of chemical dust
If fire them, we're forced to
Then fire, them we must
One push
experiment,
Whose ending was so violent:
A chemical malign and dread
Able to revive the dead.”

“General, with all due respect
Your reasoning is incorrect
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
Oh my name it is nothin'
My age it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest
I's taught and brought up there
The laws to abide
must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side

But now we got weapons
Of chemical dust
the day 

The land we sold you
Is right atop our acid pits
We fill them by the truckload
In the dead of night 

There's thousands more toxic
Tips
True romance in the dead otf the night
The breeze in the air, it almost glistens
And the earth is a glorious sight
When nobody speaks and nobody
My name it is nothing, my age it means less
The country I come from is a part of the Free West
I was taught and brought up there its laws to abide
My name it is nothing, my age it means less
The country I come from is a part of the Free West
I was taught and brought up there, its laws to abide
I can change your mind
Soon as you walk out my door
I'm gonna call a hundred times

Now I walk under a pink sky
Lovers for long and pass me by
I
continue to whisper
I've never felt a throb like this
Something hot wells up in my heart
See, lovers are
Deep in a midnight forest
Returning to their
overdose
Unsterilized syringe quickly inhects
As uncut chemicals flow and infect

My habitual tendencies put me farther in my grave
Enslaved by
Kiss me on the forehead, angel, before I go to sleep. 
I can't remember if it's Thursday or December. 
I've been keeping track of days by counting