Counterfeit

 Song of the day;;

→ My Chemical Romance - Welcome to 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?

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, and 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, ha, ha)

Disappointed faces of your peers (Oh, ha, ha)

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

And 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

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 (We'll carry on)

Because the world will never take my heart (We'll carry on)

Go and try, you'll never break me (We'll carry)

We want it all, we wanna play this part (We'll carry on)

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Käytiin tänään ystävän kanssa kaupungilla. Ostin lahjan mun fysioterapeutille, kun kuitenkin neljän vuoden yhteistyö nyt sitten tulee päätökseensä. Tuntuu kyllä haikealta. Ostin myös joulukoira-viltin, kun siinä on eri kuvio tänä vuonna (myös viime vuonna sellaisen ostin koska en voi vastustaa söpöjä koirajuttuja). Oli myös alunperin tarkoitus kattoa leffaa, mutta oltiin molemmat sen verran väsyneitä, että päätettiin siirtää se sunnuntaille. Huomenna on sitten ryhmä, ehkä mä nyt otan itteäni niskaperseotteella ja menen kiltisti näille kahdelle seuraavalle tapaamiselle (viimeisen jätän sitten hyvillä mielin väliin, koska oon jo siihen mennessä karannut porukoille).