Flower (BBC Session)

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[Chorus] Along her vain parade Along her veins [Verse 1] All of seventeen Eyes a purple green Treated like a queen She was on borrowed self-esteem She would do her dance A painful masquerade Spinning you into her web Along her vain parade In her uniform Of studded brass and steel Kissing napkin lipstick stains And smearing sincerity [Chorus] Along her vain parade Along her veins Along her veins [Verse 2] Time crept up on her She's in early gray Her reflection looks concerned And flowers hit her grave Yeah, grave, grave, grave
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