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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 »


shadows fall
My reception ain't too good in a power stall
Bombers in the air, missiles in the sea
Chemicals in everything, including me
They don't keep
shadows fall
My reception ain't too good in a power stall
Bombers in the air, missiles in the sea
Chemicals in everything, including me
They don't keep
the armored cars, armored cars like Barettas
Flags on antennae designed to keep me safe, keep me safe

And oh my my, oh hey hey
Here he comes, the candidate
the jackals sit and watch the pedigods last flesh
Poison functions accompanied by six armor clad
Black horse and buggy mechanism
Tugged a portion of my
Your personality has been seduced
By chemicals you over abuse
You're in a tailspin and there is nothing you can do
Your shenanigans used to amuse me
the answers, 
The halfway-truths, the little lies
So sure, so certain in my prime
I didn't see the time go by

I hit the heights, I bit the dirt
I left
handle ours from bookin' the rhyme management, killin' the wack and now
You a prime candidate for the weak shit that make the crowd stand inanimate
But
conception
My perception, only prescribed by permission
Chemical, I write novels like Charles Dickens
The plot thickens while you caught sleeping
I'm not lacking in love
Not haunted by its pain
Of romance, life's given me enough
I can't complain
But now in this quiet midnight mind
I
As I fall deeper into a manic state
I'm a prime candidate for the gene to receive the drug addict traits
Blood pressure climbs at a dramatic rate
I
[ VERSE 1: Threat ]
Fresh out my khaki fatigues
All you B.G.'s, you little leagues
??? run deep down in my genetic code, my DNA, frequent
Time"

"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot." 

"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
and yours
Opening doors
We bum rush like a drug bust
Nickel and dime, now all is mine alumnus, illustrous, wondrous
Ominous in my Prime, call me Optimus
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
scape up skin to blend in
Rats travel by night invite the waterbugs
I'm here to pull the three-prong
When it's prime directive wormhole
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
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
chemicals. 
Foggin?up my senses 
You're making me sensless 
You're calling it sexual. 

And you're going to get yours, my lady. 
Might even be today.
Whenceforth passed to me, by Odin
Occasionally my pro-file is low-key Gamma
Rays brainwashed to transforms me
but I still withhold my hammer, to lift me up
For
brandish
Walk away clown boy, vanish
Feelin' outlandish, chemicals soaked in my cabbage
Face numb, face off rap shit, straight no chasing that dragon
incarcerated tracks to my advanced
Romance dig in your earlobe enhanced rivoting soul stance
Every day's my last chance, tranquilizing the present
Utilizing
tell me bout my boo
I wore a tattoo
Track marks on my arm, black and blue
But she didn't feel the same for me
She had a jealous boyfriend by the name
Whenceforth passed to me, by Odin
Occasionally my pro-file is low-key Gamma
Rays brainwashed to transforms me
but I still withhold my hammer, to lift me up
For
of that bold (bold),
New (new) breed (breeding)
That extinguishes itself
By markings which resemble a
Wide tie
Directly below the
White collar

If it's
operating rooms being fed by intravenus
seen as off the radar, my dark laser
will drop eight stars, and chop holes through quasars
a powerhouse, brute force