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. And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the street, 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, will 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 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, will carry on, and though your broken and defeated, your weary widow marches on and on we carry through the fears oh, oh, oh, the dissapointed 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, 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, your memory will carry on, you'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, (carry on) we wanna play this part. Do or die, you'll never make me, because the world (we'll cary on) will never take my heart, go and try, (we'll carry on) youll never break me, we want it all, (we'll carry on) we wanna play this part.
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I love this song SO MUCH words can't even describe. I'm not really sure why, though. No offence, MCR... lol. Anywhoooooooooo, BABY YOU LIGHT UP MY WORLD LIKE NOBODY ELSE! Sorry... I'm a big -ginormus- Directioner and I was listening to WMYB when I was writing this.. lol.
