Just a boy who wanna sing his song
We'll carry on, we'll carry on
The beaten and the damned?”
Do or die, you'll never make me
We want it all, we wanna play this part
Listen here, because it's only
I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar
Won't explain or say I'm sorry
Do you fight it to the end?
Because the world will never take my heart
A phantom to lead you in the summer
You're weary widow marches on
On and on we carry through the fears
Do or die, you'll never make me
To join the Black Parade"
He said, "Son, when you grow up
We hear the call to carry on, we'll carry on
When I was a young boy
Your memory will carry on, you'll carry on
My father took me into the city
We'll carry on, we'll carry on
Disappointed faces of your peers
And though you're dead and gone, believe me
And in my heart, I can't contain it
So paint it black and take it back
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero
Though you try, you'll never break me
He said, "Will you defeat them
Your demons and all the non-believers
Just a man, I'm not a hero
Though you try, you'll never break me
'Cause I could not care at all
And though you're dead and gone, believe me
And though you're broken and defeated
Because the world will never take my heart
The bodies in the streets
Your memory will carry on, we'll carry on
She's watching over me
We want it all, we wanna play this part
Because the world will never take my heart
Take a look at me
And while that sends you reeling
The anthem won't explain it
You're weary widow marches
And other times I feel like I should go
Do or die, you'll never make me
And when you're gone we want you all to know
From decimated dreams
And through it all, the rise and fall
The plans that they have made?
He said, "Son, when you grow up
Give a cheer for all the broken
And though you're broken and defeated
Sometimes I get the feeling
Though you try, you'll never break me
I don't care!
Let's shout out loud and clear
Would you be the savior of the broken
We want it all, we wanna play this part
Because one day, I'll leave you
The beaten and the damned?”
Your memory will carry on, we'll carry on
Your misery and hate will kill us all
To see a marching band
Would you be the savior of the broken
(We'll carry on)
And though you're dead and gone, believe me
To see a marching band