The Black Parade

The Black Parade

Verse 1

Spend money with your oppressor

A daily ritual

Hold your hand out for crumbs and be grateful

Adjust your attitude and beliefs to fit the norm

Born without privileges and learning through the storm

Solo and so low in a wicked system

A product of mistakes and trauma

A damaged item

Bridge 1

You're f-ucked up and you don't realize it

Acclimation to dysfunction has been successful

Groomed from conception to engage in destruction

Your output is a manifestation of self-hatred

Verse 2

Golden opportunities evaporating into the air

Assumed connections weakening amid controversy

Self-constraint doesn't exist 

When microphones are shoved in your face

Giving away secrets and customs for momentary gain

Forming crucial bonds is undesirable

An island unto yourself

What you dread the most won't cease to be

21st century reality

Bridge 2

You're incomplete in a broken world

A collection of disappointment and depression

A psyche passed through generations

You're unsettled and usually on edge

Verse 3

Fallen from grace and worshipping an external force

Mirrors have been shattered into unrecognizable pieces

Reasoning in short supply

An abundance of emotions

The black parade is always seen but rarely acknowledged

Chorus

You're f-ucked up and you don't realize it

Daring and dangerous

You're incomplete in a broken world

Detached and declining

The black parade - what's constructed and flawed

The black parade - reflections of existence

Written by B. (Wednesday, January 13, 2016)

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