Professional Griefers -Gerard Way

I like the sound of the broken pieces
«I like the lights and the sirens», she says
We got machines but the kids got Jesus
We like to move like we both don’t need this

God can’t hear you, they will fight you
Watch them build a friend just like you
Mourning Sickness, XYZ
Teenage Girls with ESP

Give me the sound to see
Another world outside that’s full of,
All the broken things that I made
Just give me a life, to bleed
Another world outside that’s full of
All the awful things that I made

We like to dance but the dead go faster
Turn up the slam and a bar code blaster
We want the cash or the drugs you’re after
Rez-up control for the mixtape master

Cell correction, mass dissection
Death squad brats are in detention
Mourning sickness, XYZ
Boys with bombs in NMA

Carbon-lacing, spent shell-casings
Photographs that I’m erasing
Bonus lives with pixel-screams
Girls with guns on LSD

Cell infection, mass destruction
Programmed for the final function
Lab Rat King, rescue team
Save me from the next life

Give me the sound, to see
Another world outside that’s full of
All the broken things that I made
Just give me a life to bleed
Another world outside that’s full of
All the awful things that I made

‘Cause we are the last disease
Another broken life that’s full of
All the awful things that I made
And we’ve got the eyes to see
Another broken life that’s full of,
All the awful things that I made

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Professional Griefers -Gerard Way