Skylines and Turnstiles - Demo
You're not in this alone
Let me break this awkward silence
Let me go (go, go, go)
Go on record, be the first to say I'm sorry
And hear me out (now, now, now)
And if you take me down
Or would you lay me out? (Go, go, go)
And if the world needs something better
Let's give them one more reason (now, now, now)
We walk in single file
We write our wills and punch our time
Ride escalators colder than a cell
This broken city sky, like butane on my skin
Stolen from my eyes
Hello angel, tell me where are you?
Tell me where we go from here?
This broken city sky, like butane on my skin
Stolen from my eyes
Hello angel, tell me where are you?
Tell me where we go from here?
Tell me we go from-
And in this moment we can't close the lids on burning eyes
Our memories blanket us with friends we know like fallout vapors
Steel corpses stretch out towards an ending sun, scorched and black
It reaches in and tears your flesh apart as ice cold hands rip into your heart
That's if you've still got one that's left
Inside that cave you call a chest
And after seeing what we saw
Can we still reclaim our innocence
And if the world needs something better
Let's give them one more reason now
This broken city sky, like butane on my skin
Stolen from my eyes
Hello angel, tell me where are you?
Tell me where we go from here?
This broken city sky, like butane on my skin
Stolen from my eyes
Hello angel, tell me where are you?
Tell me where we go from here?
Tell me we go from here
Let me break this awkward silence
Let me go (go, go, go)
Go on record, be the first to say I'm sorry
And hear me out (now, now, now)
And if you take me down
Or would you lay me out? (Go, go, go)
And if the world needs something better
Let's give them one more reason (now, now, now)
We walk in single file
We write our wills and punch our time
Ride escalators colder than a cell
This broken city sky, like butane on my skin
Stolen from my eyes
Hello angel, tell me where are you?
Tell me where we go from here?
This broken city sky, like butane on my skin
Stolen from my eyes
Hello angel, tell me where are you?
Tell me where we go from here?
Tell me we go from-
And in this moment we can't close the lids on burning eyes
Our memories blanket us with friends we know like fallout vapors
Steel corpses stretch out towards an ending sun, scorched and black
It reaches in and tears your flesh apart as ice cold hands rip into your heart
That's if you've still got one that's left
Inside that cave you call a chest
And after seeing what we saw
Can we still reclaim our innocence
And if the world needs something better
Let's give them one more reason now
This broken city sky, like butane on my skin
Stolen from my eyes
Hello angel, tell me where are you?
Tell me where we go from here?
This broken city sky, like butane on my skin
Stolen from my eyes
Hello angel, tell me where are you?
Tell me where we go from here?
Tell me we go from here
Credits
Writer(s): Frank Iero, Ray Toro, Michael Way, Gerard Way, Matthew Pellisier
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