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