Welcome To The Black Parade – My Chemical Romance

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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,
will you be the saviour 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,
will 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.
Went 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 cant contain it,
The anthem won’t explain it.
 
A world that send 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 to 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.
 
And on we carry through the fears. Ooh oh ohhhh
Disappointed 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,
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.
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’s 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 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,
 
We’ll carry on,
We’ll carry on,
We’ll carry on,
We’ll carry 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.

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