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The Devil Wears Prada - The Scorpion Deathlock Lyrics



The Devil Wears Prada - The Scorpion Deathlock Lyrics




Distance decreases as if time is a dying cockroach
Plagues enclose
Sitting upon this wooden bench, I am helpless to billions of bullets
In this moment I am helpless

Why is it so difficult to see ourselves?
No poem I've wrote, Nor song I have sung, can halt the army of wrath
Numbers Numbers Numbers Numbers
In this moment I am helpless

Serpents will transform into mice only to drown in the deepest red
I've always expresses my thoughts in colors, but we remain blind
Numbers Numbers Numbers Numbers
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Distance decreases as if time is a dying cockroach
Plagues enclose
Sitting upon this wooden bench, I am helpless to billions of bullets
In this moment I am helpless

Why is it so difficult to see ourselves?
No poem I've wrote, Nor song I have sung, can halt the army of wrath
Numbers Numbers Numbers Numbers
In this moment I am helpless

Serpents will transform into mice only to drown in the deepest red
I've always expresses my thoughts in colors, but we remain blind
Numbers Numbers Numbers Numbers
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: ANDREW JEROME TRICK, CHRISTOPHER HENRY RUBEY, JAMES SELLECK BANEY, JEREMY ROBERT DEPOYSTER, LARRY DANIEL WILLIAMS, MICHAEL JAMES HRANICA
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




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