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Welcom to the Black Parade
by My Chemical Romance



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'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 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 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
And shout out 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

On and on we carry, though the fears
(oh oh oh)
Over disappointed faces of your peers
(oh oh oh)
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.
You want it all,
you want to 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.
I'm 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 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

Do or die,
you'll never make me.
Because the world,
will never take my heart.
Go and try,
you'll never break me.
You want it all,
you want to 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.
You want it all,
you want to play this part.

Carry on!
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Lyrics submitted by Bella.
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