"The Dead Parade" as written by and Lukas/walker Rossi....
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 a mile (?)
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


Lyrics submitted by Hellstar9913

"The Dead Parade" as written by Gilby Clarke Butch Walker

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, YELL MUSIC LTD

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