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 as before (?)
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