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?”

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Sometimes I get the feeling she’s watching over me
And other times I feel like I should go

Through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets
When you’re gone we want you all to know

....

We’ll Carry on
We’ll Carry on

Though your dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on

"MCR"

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

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 weary widow marches on

And on we carry through the years
Ooh oh ohhhh

Heres the disapointed 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

Want it all, I’m gonna play this part
Wont explain or say i’m sorry

I’m not ashamed, I’m gonna show my scar
You’re the chair, for all the broken

Listen here, because it’s only..
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

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