This is the sequel to my other story The Pastel Boy// Phan, so if you haven't read that one yet, I suggest you read that first.
Dan and Phil are now official adults, wanting a normal life, but the past just keeps dragging them down, they try to lea...
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." (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?") 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 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 Oh, oh, oh Disappointed faces of your peers Oh, 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 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 scars 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 song I'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 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 (We'll carry on!) 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 (We'll carry on!)
A/N: HEY LADDIES I WAS JUST TRYING TO MAKE IT THROUGH THE DAY WITHOUT DOING THIS BUT THEN I REALIZED... IF MCR CAN BREAK UP AND FUCK UP EVERYONE'S EMOTIONS THEN I SHOULD BE ABLE TO TOO! SO THIS IS THE CHAPTER I PUT OUT TO FUCK WITH EVERYONE'S EMOTIONS! K BYE LADDIES!
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