speaking of chemical romances (pt 2 of sorts)

 While I'm at it, here's another work of mine from the era in question in my previous post that is once again heavily infused with listening to a shit ton of MCR.

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Oh sure, oh sure

You can delay all you’d like

This road still ends 

WIth your head on a spike


Oh sure, oh sure

You can run all you’d like

But this road still ends

With my gun in your-


All paths lead to me

No matter what it may seem

Escape is mandatory

But it really bores me

Just wanted someone to hold me

To show me

To show you


You run down the sidewalk

I go for the crosswalk

You run up the hill

But I’m still right here

You know

That there’s no way around me

No way to avoid me

All roads led you here

So 

Breathe in your air while you’ve still got the chance


All paths lead to me

No matter what you say

Escape is mandatory

But it really bores me

Just wanted someone to hold me

To show me

To show you


Look, I don’t mean to sound insane

I just find it quite inane

You’d continue to go on and drive me 

Insane

What is there to gain?

Because you know


YOU CAN TAKE THE LEFT LANE

IT ALL ENDS THE SAME
I’M RIGHT DOWN THE ROAD
THE FUCKING END IS NIGH


All paths lead to me

No matter what it may seem

Escape is mandatory

But it really bores me

Just wanted someone to hold me

To show me

Oh, how you loathe me

To show me, to show me, to owe me, to know me too


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