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 ?"

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"

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She's watchin' 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

maybe the spark is gone, love is a weird emotion and there is a possibility he may have found somebody else.

a. hope i'm right

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