the devil wears prada - the scorpion deathlock lyrics
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distance decreases as if time is a dying c-ckroach.
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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