My Chemical Romance - Welcome to the Black Parade - Live in Mexico City Lyrics

Lyrics Welcome to the Black Parade - Live in Mexico City - 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"
(Mexico, fists in the air!)
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?"
Right now!
Jump!
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 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
Let's shout out loud and clear
Defiant to- (let me hear you!)
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 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
Just a man, I'm not a hero
Just a boy who had to sing this song
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, you'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
We'll carry on, we'll carry on
We'll carry on, we'll carry-
We'll carry on



Writer(s): Michael Way, Gerard Way, Ray Toro, Frank Iero, Bob Bryar


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