Right, don't hurt me for my insanity. *cowers* It's not my fault! Blame Rukuraun!
Rukuraun: HEY!
^-^ Right, now the disclaimer! *prods Rukuraun*
Rukuraun: *mutters* shedosntownyugiohoranycharactersexceptforthissongandussodontsueher...
-_-;;; Thanks
Rukuraun: ^_^
Please read and review!
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Standing there quite quietly,
the bashers come a flamin' thee.
We don't know what they're here about,
but they yell and scream and start to shout.
Oh Anzu, what can we do?
Now that the bashers got to you?
They've fried you brain, you've gone insane,
and now you'll never be the same.
You break free from that violent crowd,
Your breath is coming very loud.
Suddenly you start to twitch,
As everyone calls out '*itch'.
You dash down the crowded street,
Pushing through everything you meet.
You turn a corner, a glint in your eye,
Is that a flamethrower and some Yami's you spy?
Oh Anzu, what can we do?
Now that the bashers got to you?
They've fried you brain, you've gone insane,
and now you'll never be the same.
You pick up the metallic devise,
You're heart has gone as cold as ice.
You point forward and shout 'let's go!
Let's give these suckers a little show!
You take them out with a lot of ease,
Yami's make it quite a breeze.
But now all the flamers are all gone,
And you're rage is still goin' strong!
Oh Anzu, what can we do?
Now that the bashers got to you?
They've fried you brain, you've gone insane,
and now you'll never be the same.
You start to eye pedestrians,
But now the military comes.
They shut you up, under lock and key,
you wish they'd just let you be.
You get out of the jail 'next day,
they can't prove it was you anyway.
You walk silently outside,
thankful that your alive.
Oh Anzu, what can we do?
Now that the bashers got to you?
They've fried you brain, you've gone insane,
and now you'll never be the same.
And now your sitting quietly there,
with brown eyes and short brown hair.
Thinking of the things you've done,
thank goodness your not the only one.
The Yami's all did it too,
the feelings had where something new.
Now it's not always 'let's be friends',
you can put that to an end.
Oh Anzu, what can we do?
Now that the bashers got to you?
They've fried you brain, you've gone insane,
and now you'll never be the same.
So now that you have heard the tale, of a good girl, gone bad,
you should stop bashing them, just incase they get real mad...
Oh Anzu, what can we do?
Now that the bashers got to you?
They've fried you brain, you've gone insane,
and now you'll never be the same.
Rukuraun: HEY!
^-^ Right, now the disclaimer! *prods Rukuraun*
Rukuraun: *mutters* shedosntownyugiohoranycharactersexceptforthissongandussodontsueher...
-_-;;; Thanks
Rukuraun: ^_^
Please read and review!
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Standing there quite quietly,
the bashers come a flamin' thee.
We don't know what they're here about,
but they yell and scream and start to shout.
Oh Anzu, what can we do?
Now that the bashers got to you?
They've fried you brain, you've gone insane,
and now you'll never be the same.
You break free from that violent crowd,
Your breath is coming very loud.
Suddenly you start to twitch,
As everyone calls out '*itch'.
You dash down the crowded street,
Pushing through everything you meet.
You turn a corner, a glint in your eye,
Is that a flamethrower and some Yami's you spy?
Oh Anzu, what can we do?
Now that the bashers got to you?
They've fried you brain, you've gone insane,
and now you'll never be the same.
You pick up the metallic devise,
You're heart has gone as cold as ice.
You point forward and shout 'let's go!
Let's give these suckers a little show!
You take them out with a lot of ease,
Yami's make it quite a breeze.
But now all the flamers are all gone,
And you're rage is still goin' strong!
Oh Anzu, what can we do?
Now that the bashers got to you?
They've fried you brain, you've gone insane,
and now you'll never be the same.
You start to eye pedestrians,
But now the military comes.
They shut you up, under lock and key,
you wish they'd just let you be.
You get out of the jail 'next day,
they can't prove it was you anyway.
You walk silently outside,
thankful that your alive.
Oh Anzu, what can we do?
Now that the bashers got to you?
They've fried you brain, you've gone insane,
and now you'll never be the same.
And now your sitting quietly there,
with brown eyes and short brown hair.
Thinking of the things you've done,
thank goodness your not the only one.
The Yami's all did it too,
the feelings had where something new.
Now it's not always 'let's be friends',
you can put that to an end.
Oh Anzu, what can we do?
Now that the bashers got to you?
They've fried you brain, you've gone insane,
and now you'll never be the same.
So now that you have heard the tale, of a good girl, gone bad,
you should stop bashing them, just incase they get real mad...
Oh Anzu, what can we do?
Now that the bashers got to you?
They've fried you brain, you've gone insane,
and now you'll never be the same.
