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My Chemical Romance – Welcome to the black parade

September 28, 2015

When I was a young boy
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band

He said, “Son, when you grow up
Would you be the savior of the broken
The beaten and the dead?”

He said, “Will you defeat them?
Your demons and all the non-believers?
The plans that they have made?”

“Because one day I’ll leave you
A phantom to lead you in the summer
To join the black parade”

When I was a young boy
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band

He said, “Son, when you grow up
Would you be the savior of the broken
The beaten and the dead?”

Sometimes I get the feeling she’s watching over me
And other times I feel like I should go
And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets
And when you’re gone we want you all to know

We’ll carry on, we’ll carry on
And though you’re dead and gone, believe me
Your memory will carry on
We’ll carry on
And in my heart I can’t contain it
The anthem won’t explain it

A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all
So paint it black and take it back, let’s shout it loud and clear
Defiant the end, we hear the call

To carry on, we’ll carry on
And though you’re dead and gone, believe me
Your memory will carry on
We’ll carry on
And though you’re broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches

On and on we carry though the fears
Disappointed faces of your peers
Take a look at me
Because I could not care at all

Do or die, you’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you’ll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part

I won’t explain or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my scar
Give a cheer for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s who we are

I’m just a man, I’m not a hero
Just a boy, who had to sing this song
I’m just a man, I’m not a hero
I don’t care

We’ll carry on, we’ll carry on
And though you’re dead and gone, believe me
Your memory will carry on
We’ll carry on
And though you’re broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on

Do or die, you’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you’ll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part

Do or die, you’ll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you’ll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part

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