My Chemical Romance - Welcome To 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 damned."
He said "will you defeat them, your demons and all the non-believers, the plans that they have made."
Because one day I 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 saviour of the broken, The beaten and the damned?"

Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go.
When 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 your dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
Carry on
We'll carry on
And in my heart I cant contain it
The anthem wont explain it.

and we will send you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all
So paint it black and take it back
Lets shout it loud and clear
do you fight it to the end we hear the call

to carry on
we'll carry on
and though your dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
we'll carry on
and though you're broken and defeated
you're wiery widow marches on

and on we carry through the fears
ooh oh ohhhh
heres the poignant faces of your peers
ooh oh ohhhh
take a look at me
cause i could not care at all

do or die
you'll never make me
cause the world, will never take my heart
you can try,
you'll never break me
we want it all, i'm gonna play this part
wont explain or say i'm sorry
im not ashamed, i'm gonna show my scar
you're the chair, for all the broken
lose it here, because it's only..
i'm just a man, i'm not a hero
just a boy, whos meant to sing this song
just a man, i'm not a hero i, don't, care
we'll carry on
we'll carry on
and though your dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
we'll carry on
and though you're broken and defeated
you're wiery widow marches on
we'll carry on
we'll carry on
we'll carry on
we'll carry
we'll carry on

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