#87hen 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,

You 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,

will 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 all 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 woman 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 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
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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 through the fears

Oh oh oh



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

Come and try; you'll never break me

We want it all, we 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

Just a boy, whose meant 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 believe me

Your memory will carry on

We'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

Come and try; you'll never break me

We want it all, we 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

We want it all, we want to play this part

We'll carry on

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