my chemical romance
boy division
If all my enemies threw a party Would you light the candles? Would you drink the wine? And watch television? Watch the animals And all the tragedies And sell your arteries And buy my casket gown It better be black It better be tight It better be just my size I'm stalking these metro malls And airport halls And all these schoolgirls I'm not asking You're not telling He's not dead He only looks that way Way out nowhere Take me out there Far away and save me from my Self destruction Hopeless for you Sing a song for California I buy my enemies rope to hang me And knives to gang me You can watch them stab me On your television Stalk the halls Because the bathroom walls Would have a lot to say About the lives you're putting down It better be white It better be cut It better be just my size Until all of my capillaries Burst of boredom I'll be waiting I'm not laughing You're not joking I'm not dead I only dress that way Way out nowhere Take me out there Far away and save me from my Self destruction Hopeless for you Sing a song for california Wherever you are Wherever you are Whoever you are Whoever you are La la la la Because we got the bomb We got the bomb Let's go! We got the bomb We got the bomb Let's go! We got the bomb We got the bomb Let's go! We got the bomb We got the bomb Let's go! Way out nowhere Take me out there Far away and save me from my Self destruction Hopeless for you Say a prayer for california We got the bomb We got the bomb We got the bomb We got the bomb