16 April 2012
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 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'll leave you. A phantom, to lead you in the summer. To join the BLACK PARADE." *awesome guitar riff* 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 saviour of the broken the beaten and the damned?" *another awesome guitar riff* Sometimes I get the feeling, She's watching over me, And other times I feel like I should go. But through it all, the rise and fall, The bodies in the street. And when you're gone we want you all to know: *chorus* We'll carry on x2 And though you're dead and gone, believe me, Your memory will carry on, we'll carry ooooon. 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.. *chorus* 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 through the fears (woah oh oh) Disappointed faces of your peers (woah 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. Though they try, They'll never break me. We want it all, We wanna play this part. I won't explain, or say "I'm sorry" Im not ashamed, I'm gonna show my scars In the chair for all the broken. Listen here because you told me
"you're just a man" I'm not a hero, Just a boy who wants to sing this song. I'm just a man, I'm not a hero I...DON'T....CARE!! *chorus* We'll carry on, we'll carry oooooon And though you're dead and gone, believe me, Your memory will carry oon, we'll carry ooon. And though you're broken and defeated, Your weary widow marches oooooooooooooooooooooon (Do or die, You'll never make me, Because the world will never take my heart. Though they try, They'll never break me. We want it all, We wanna play this part) We'll carry ooooooon *echo we'll carry on* (Do or die, You'll never make me, Because the world will never take my heart. Though they try, They'll never break me. We want it all, We wanna play this part) WE'LL CARRY OOOOOOOOOOONNNN... *ominous drumbeat until end of song*
Favourite song ever. Set as ringtone on my phone. All credit goes to my chemical romance. They created this BAWS of a song. Well done.
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