Gerard Way
Professional Griefers
[Verse 1: Gerard Way]
I like the sound of the broken pieces
I like the lights and the siren, she says
"We got machines but the kid's got Jesus"
We like to move like we both don't need this

[Pre-Chorus: Gerard Way]
God can't hear you, they will fight you
Watch them build a friend just like you
Morning sickness, X.Y.Z
Teenage girls with E.S.P.'s

[Chorus: Gerard Way]
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

[Verse 2: Gerard Way]
We like to dance but the dead go faster
Turn up the slam, pow, barcode blaster
We want the cash or the junk you're after
Rise up control for the mixtape master
Cell correction, mass dissection
Despot brats are in detention
Morning sickness, X.Y.Z
Boys with bombs in NMA
Carbon lacing, spent shell casings
Photographs that I'm erasing
Phono slots with pixel-screams
Girls with guns on LSD
[Pre-Chorus: Gerard Way]
Cell infection, mass destruction
Programmed for the final function
Lab rat king, rescue team
Save me from the next life!

[Chorus: Gerard Way]
Gimme 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 got the eyes to see
Another broken life that's full of
All the awful things that are made