And right hereRight nowAll the way in Battery CityThe little childrenRaise their open filthy palmsLike tiny daggers up to heavenAnd all the juvee hallsAnd the Ritalin ratsAsk angels made from neonAnd fucking garbageScream out, "What will save us?"And the sky opened up
-Gerard Way
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