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10-12-2006, 05:57 AM
MCR-Welcome to the Black Parade, third verse (which is a repetition of the first verse, but it's like he's yelling)
Actual:
When I was a young boy
My father too me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son, when
You grow up
Will you be the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the d..ned?"
Heard:
When I was a young boy
My father too me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son, when
You grow up
Will you be the savior of the broken, the creten, and the banned?"
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...
Tool
Last edited by Silent_Wolf : 01-08-2007 at 03:31 PM.
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