The Dead Parade -

Welcome to the Dead Parade

Where no one marches to a leader

Welcome to the hand grenade that is my life

Pick up the pieces

I can’t get out of this dream

I’ve been sleeping for days

Why does it rain on my parade

Everyday

Now I’ve been forced to break these chains

I’m living proof

I’ve cut the noose again

I’m sick and tired of everything

I’ve been ripped apart

But I’m still the same… ooh woooh oooh

Welcome to the Dead Parade

Where no one marches to a leader

Welcome to the hand grenade that is my life

Pick up the pieces

Welcome to the Dead Parade

Where no one marches to a leader

Welcome to the hand grenade that is my life

Pick up the pieces

I’m sick of the illusions

I’m sick of being made to walk on nails

And does anyone hear me

Does anyone care

Does anyone know the war in my head

I can’t win

And no one knows

No one knows

No one knows how it can hard it can be to be me

See I’m known for now

But I’m no fool

Welcome to the Dead Parade

Where no one marches to a leader

Welcome to the hand grenade that is my life

Pick up the pieces

Welcome to the Dead Parade

Where no one marches to a leader

Welcome to the hand grenade that is my life

Pick up the pieces

I’m not gonna play the part

You can’t break a broken heart

I’m not gonna play the part

You can’t break a broken heart

My life is a roller coaster

Bonfires in my head

My life is a roller coaster

Bonfires in my head