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work, so the summertime hell
And the passenger airbag probably gonna fail
Upholstery falling off, looking like a sail
Roof lining falling down, got me

really the ending
Then set me free
But leave the safety net underneath
And leave the airbag on in the passenger seat
Cause I'll be staring right at you

Im just the spare AIR-BAG in your passenger seat,
John Cougar Mellencamps playing loud on repeat,
And every time I open my mouth to sing you turn up

passenger
But you're the reason why we're crashing, girl
Yeah, you're the reason for this damage, girl
I need more than a bandage, girl
You watched me hit

Surrender the Night

My Chemical Romance

Conventional Weapons, Vol. 5

2013

Everyone's a passenger tonight,
Just another accidental on the freeway of this life.
We'll drive on, and on, and on, and on.
We'll drive on,

need a chemical rinse
Ran outta gas, digital dash
You keep passenger seat, driving 'n we gon' crash
You claimin' deceit, but just like bein' mad
Gotta

fall asleep behind the wheel,
Keep in drive until I woke to tyre screeches.
The passenger seat reclined until
She was lying still showing no signs that

In the passenger seat
I remember thinking to myself
Nah this can‘t be me
This cant be happen to ourselfs
We took the last exit
And the car broke out

round da hood

Windows down

Passenger seat

Her ass out

Know that air feel good

Airbags don’t work

Her ass do doe

So i know we good

But that cake is

Yeah I hop up in the whip I hope I don't crash
Sippin' on the lean I hope I don't crash
I remember thanking god for them airbags
I just hit that blunt

walls of regret on purpose
Even if we did crash, can you not see
I'm your seat belt and airbag
I'm the best insurance you ever had
She got a motor mouth

to
Or got an ear pierced or a tattoo
Never slept in a log cabin
Never learned the rules of backgammon

Had an accident deploy an airbag
Been to Disneyland,

At least I’m alive
Monty Cold was in the passenger seat (boom)
This one of them memories that you want quick and fastly delete
Disastrously
But I can’t let

He gets in the passenger side
I have the wheel in front of me
My hand on the gear shift
His on my knee

I'm playing my songs on the car stereo
He

You dug in your nails to my wrist
'Till it bled red, red. And you tightened your grip again
And the airbag we still had was in front of your head