AN: heres chaptar 3 where Harley Sinn is a badasss. Hops u Enjoy reading. Don't still dese lyrics cos I wrote them.

I bit into the popos nec and blud went everywhere, it went on my fur so I kild more, cos I was angwee.
All the popo died and I turned back to huwoman, everyone came up to me and were rellt prword of how cool I was. "Wow!" Dey all sed, "we shoukd go to a MCR concert to celebrat!"
We all went to the concert, and I got out my electrok gutar, MCR fout I was really good so they sed I coukd cum on stage with them. But I didn't wanna perform without my Crew, so I inviteed them up on staydeg with me.
The Crier was on electricatity guetar too, Deadshit was on keebord, Razorblade was Hatsoonay Mee-q, Fugly Madam was the poll-dancah, Colonel Didgeridoo plaid the digderydoo and Matching Crocs was on the drum.
I started singing: "I fell blud in my body,
My bwain is in my hed,
Water is wet,
But the fire burns In flaques of my payn!

Homicide! Homicide! You will all die! Homicide Homicide, you are all dead!" My playimg was so good, MCR died of amazment.
The Crier sanf the next verse: "Spiders in my fwot,
The skin wripeed of my bones,
I cut my mouth,
Cos the waterfull crashes in my sad'ness!

Homicide! Homicide! You will all die! Homicide Homicide, you are all dead!" The Criers voce was soo seqsy that the audience diyed. I invited everyone round 4 a sleepover