The Scorpion Deathlock
The Devil Wears Prada
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
Distance decreases As if time is a dying cockroach Plagues enclose Plagues enclose Sitting upon this wooden bench I am helpless to billions of bullets In this moment I am helpless In this moment Why is it so difficult to see ourselves? Why is it so difficult to see ourselves? Why is it so difficult to see ourselves? Why? Why is it so difficult to see ourselves? 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, helpless In this moment Serpents will transform into mice Only to drown in the deepest red I've always expressed my thoughts in colors But we remain blind Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com
Written by: ANDREW JEROME TRICK, CHRISTOPHER HENRY RUBEY, JAMES SELLECK BANEY, JEREMY ROBERT DEPOYSTER, LARRY DANIEL WILLIAMS, MICHAEL JAMES HRANICA
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"The Scorpion Deathlock Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 2 May 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric/15060190/The+Devil+Wears+Prada/The+Scorpion+Deathlock>.
Discuss the The Scorpion Deathlock Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In