Blonde Parade
JP Reid
A blonde parade of dreams yeah!
Every problem has a purpose
Stick around while you can
Find your own intentions, somewhere to belong
Was it something they said that spoiled you so much?
A misinterpretation of your yearning
Don't stop doubting what you heard from all those idle friends
So fucking empty underneath
Living with irreverence, crush every failure to only exist on the surface
Was it something they said that spoiled you so much?
A misinterpretation of your yearning
Whеre one follows another to thе scene of the crime
Existence over comfort
Pressure without pressure without pressure
Without pressure, without pressure