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, plagues enclose
Sitting upon this wooden bench
I am helpless to billions of bullets

In this moment I am helpless
In this moment of time

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 of time

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

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