me:  *is young boy*
father:  *takes me into city*
me:  *sees a marching band*
father:  son when you grow up would you be the saviour of the broken the beaten and the damned will you defeat them your demons and all the non-believers the plans that they have made because one day i'll leave you a phantom to lead you in the summer to join the black parade
me:  chill dad i'm trying to watch the marching band wtf
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