My Chemical Romance

My Chemical Romance

My Chemical Romance es una banda estadounidense cuyos miembros provienen de Belleville y Kearny, Nueva Jersey y, su baterista, de Chicago. El género musical de este grupo es muy debatido, ellos tienen influencias de Black Flag, The Misfits, The Smiths, Morrissey, The Cure, Queen y de los Pixies.[1] Tienen una popular etiqueta de emos, pero ellos han negado serlo e incluso han despreciado ese género. A principios de su carrera su estilo era claramente el post hardcore, pero ahora el grupo ha madurado musicalmente, y se le asocia más bien al rock alternativo.

Letra de Early Sunsets Over Monroeville
Late dawns and early sunsets
Just like my favorite scene
Then holding hands and life was perfect
Just like up on the screen

And the whole time while always giving
Counting your face among the living

Up and down escalators
Pennies and colder fountains
Elevators and half price sales
Trapped in by all these mountain

Running away and hiding with you
I never thought they'd get me here
Not knowing you'd change from just one bite
I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight

But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts
To put this to your head
But would anything matter
If you're already dead?
And should I be shocked now
By the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger
Your eyes vacant and stained

But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts
To put this to your head
But would anything matter
If you're already dead?
And should I be shocked now
By the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger
Your eyes vacant and stained

And in saying you loved me
Made things harder at best
And these words changing nothing
As your body remains
And there's no room in this hell
There's no room in the next
And our memories defeat us
And I'll end this direst

But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts
To put this to your head
But would anything matter
If you're already dead?
And should I be shocked now
By the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger
Your eyes vacant and stained

And in saying you loved me
Made things harder at best
And these words changing nothing
As your body remains
And there's no room in this hell,
There's no room in the next
But does anyone notice?
There's a corpse in this bed

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