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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
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?
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 streets
And when we'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 memory 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
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches
On and on we carry through the fears
Disappointed faces of your peers
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 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 Who had to sing this songI'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
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