We're all full of lies.
I now present a small project, a series of pictures set to My Chemical Romance's "Mama," or alternately "Gabi's Nightmare," featuring Gabrielle Granger and her three children, Harry, Mimi, and Helena. Better if you listen to the song at the same time, it's on YouTube. Enjoy.
WARNINGS: Language, disturbing imagery.
I tossed and turned and awoke to a nightmare, the most horrific nightmare of my life. I tried to save them, please believe me. I tried. I never meant it to be this way. But now it is, and maybe this nightmare is more than just a nightmare. The line between nightmare and reality is very fuzzy right now...
Someone wake me up!
Mama, we all go to hell
Mama, we all go to hell
I'm writing this letter, and wishing you well
Mama, we all go to hell
Oh well now Mama, we're all gonna die Mama, we're all gonna die
Stop asking me questions, I'd hate to see you cry
Mama, we're all gonna die
And when we go, don't blame us, yeah
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah
You made us oh-so famous
We'll never let you go
"And when you go, don't return to me, my love."
Mama, we're all full of lies
Mama, we're meant for the flies
And right now, they're building a coffin your size
Mama, we're all full of lies
Well Mother what the war did to my legs and to my tongue
You should have raised your baby girls, I should have been a better son
If you could coddle the infection, they can amputate at once
You should have been, I could have been a better son
And when we go don't blame us, yeah
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah
You made us oh-so famous
We'll never let you go
She said, "You ain't no son of mine."
"For what you done
They're gonna find
A place for you and just you mind your manners when you go."
"And when you go, don't return to me my love."
That's right.
Mama, we all go to hell
Mama, we all go to hell
It's really quite pleasant
Except for the smell
Mama, we all go to hell
(2, 3, 4!)
Mama, Mama, Mama
Woah, woah, woah
Mama, Mama, Mama!
And if you would cal me your sweetheart, I'd maybe then sing you a song.
But there's shit that I done with this fuck of a gun
You should cry out your eyes all along
We're damned after all
Through fortune and fame we fall
And if you can stay then I'll show you the way
To return form the ashes you call
We all carry on
When our brothers in arms are gone
So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die
And return from the ashes you call!
"I only ever wanted to save you..."
~June