Painted parade, a slave to the trade,Can't sleep in the bed that you've madeDaddy was wrong, you could have been strong,But you've been alone far too long
You'll never be pure, yes madam, yes sirYou've always obeyed, to be sureFeet to the fire, they call you a liarThis cannot be what you desire
Council the weak, they think you're a freak,A future that's hopelessly bleakConfused by success, your life is a mess,Yet they can convince you you're blessed
Don't come with me, I won't set you free,'Cause that's not where you need to beAnd no, I'm not confused, although you're abused,I see it's this life that you choose
Painted parade, a slave to the trade,Can't sleep in the bed that you've madeDaddy was wrong, you could have been strong,But you've been alone far too long
You'll never be pure, yes madam, yes sirYou've always obeyed, to be sureFeet to the fire, they call you a liarThis cannot be what you want
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