Nightcore- Na Na Na

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  • Опубликовано: 29 сен 2024
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    Na Na Na by My Chemical Romance
    Picture from: sweetindigo.dev...
    Lyrics:
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    Na, na, na, na, na
    Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs, I don't need it
    But I'll sell what you got, take the cash and I'll keep it
    Eight legs to the wall, hit the gas, kill them all
    And we crawl and we crawl and we crawl, you be my detonator
    Love, gimme love, gimme love, I don't need it
    But I'll take what I want from your heart and I'll keep it
    In a bag, in a box , put an X on the floor
    Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more, shut up and sing it with me
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (From mall security)
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (To every enemy)
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (We're on your property)
    Standing in V formation
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (Let's blow an artery)
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (Get plastic surgery)
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (Keep your apology)
    Give us more detonation
    More, gimme more, gimme more
    Oh, let me tell you about the sad man
    Shut up and let me see your jazz hands
    Remember when you were a madman?
    Thought you was Batman and hit the party with a gas can
    Kiss me, you animal
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (You run the company)
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (Fuck like a Kennedy)
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (I think we'd rather be)
    Burning your information
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (Let's blow an artery)
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (Get plastic surgery)
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (Keep your apology)
    Give us more detonation
    And right here, right now
    All the way in Battery City
    The little children raise their open, filthy palms
    Like tiny daggers up to heaven
    And all the JuV halls and the Ritalin rats
    Ask angels made from neon
    And fucking garbage scream out "What will save us?"
    And the sky opened up
    Everybody wants to change the world
    Everybody wants to change the world
    But no one, no one
    Wants to die
    Wanna try, wanna try, wanna try
    Wanna try, wanna try, now, I'll be your detonator
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (Make no apology)
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (It's death or victory)
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (On my authority)
    Crash and burn, young and loaded
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (Drop like a bullet shell)
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (Just like a sleeper cell)
    Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
    (I'd rather go to hell)
    Than be in a purgatory
    Cut my hair, gag and bore me
    Pull this pin, let this world explode

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