(Just your usual dose of crack SPN song parody passing through. The original song is Teenagers by My Chemical Romance, because somehow I always end up with that band when it comes to writing these.)
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WINCHESTERS
They're gonna clean up your mess
Because that's what they do best
To make a better world out of this
.
Because they hunt with a gun
And keep eyes for evil ones
So they can kill those sons of bitches
.
Because the ways never work
They're gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of doing you in
.
They're gonna chop off your heads
Your monster body to shreds
Another cog in the hunter machine
.
They said, the Winchesters scare
The living shit out of me
They could care less
As long as monsters will bleed
So run for your lives
Or take a violent stride
But they won't leave you alone
So just see
.
Angels and demons ain't shit
The awful names that they stick
They're never gonna fit in this trick
.
But if you're troubled and hurt
By those annoying old jerks
They'll make them pay for
The things that they did
.
They said, the Winchesters scare
The living shit out of me
They could care less
As long as monsters will bleed
So run for your lives
Or take a violent stride
But they won't leave you alone
So just see
.
Watch out!
.
They said, the Winchesters scare
The living shit out of me
They could care less
As long as monsters will bleed
So run for your lives
Or take a violent stride
But they won't leave you alone
So just see
.
Fall together now!
.
The Winchesters scare
The living shit out of me
They could care less
As long as monsters will bleed
So run for your lives,
Or take a violent stride
But they won't leave you alone
So just see
.
The Winchesters scare
The living shit out of me
They could care less
As long as monsters will bleed
So run for your lives
Or take a violent stride
But they won't leave you alone
So just see!
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To My Wayward Sons (Supernatural Poetry)
PoesiaSupernatural poems that I write when all the: -massive emotional damage -overwhelming crack -severe obsession -rare inspiration -demon possessing me is too much to handle. 50% feels, 50% crack, 100% trash. Abandon all hope, ye who enter here! ××× ...