SHOOT ME DEAD IN THE NAME OF MUSIC

I'm a FALL OUT BOY in the midst of my self - destruction
Breakdown seems to attach in the tales of MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE
I'm straight, no booze, no drug, and no clubbing, coz I get PANIC AT THE DISCO
Angels don't push me away! though I'm THE devil's child, I'm just being USED in this chaotic NIRVANA

Shoot me dead in the name of music, and give me a BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE
Coz I can't bend my mind, you're always be THE KILLER of my restlessness
You're constantly considering me as mentally DISTURBED
Then, why won't you stay and be THE CURE?

When you're gone, I hate the thought of throwing another FUNERAL FOR A FRIEND
I know, I will miss you, coz you were just like me, an AUDIOSLAVE in this digitally - mastered world ...
I'm 30 SECOND TO MARS, each time you elevate me to the height of space I have yet not explore ...
You're will always be the queen of THE BLACK PARADE, while I wander confusedly in these BLACK HOLES AND REVELATIONS ...