plain parade
well, where is all the profit laid?
plain parade
well, maybe we have lost our way
some are lone
sickly running from
something so wrong
and nowhere to belong
plain parade
well, when will i be repaid
plain parade
i might join you on another day
some are lone
sickly running from
something so wrong
and nowhere to belong
all you've given me is sadness
proof enough to feel i'm loveless
i wish that i could manage better now
and find a place that i can settle down
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