The Devil Wears Prada - Transit Blues lyrics
[The Devil Wears Prada - Transit Blues lyrics]
Every morning, wake to the itch
The alarm clock ticks
Make some coffee, check the weather
Do my best to keep it together
(You can't feel the transit blues)
You can’t feel the transit blues without
Losing something you thought was true
Soon it will begin, soon it will begin
I can’t expect the world to comprehend the
Fit's that I myself can’t defend
Every afternoon, avoid traffic
But feel frantic
My composure: a lost love letter
Do my best to keep it together
(You can't feel the transit blues)
You can’t feel the transit blues without
Losing something you thought was true
(You can't feel the transit blues)
You can’t feel the transit blues without
Losing something you thought was true
I can hear the questions now
Since journalism died somehow
The shout proclaimed: "The poison praised!"
They make my words an unmarked grave
(You can't feel the transit blues)
(You can't feel the transit blues)
You can’t feel the transit blues without
Losing something you thought was true
Every evening I’ll have a drink
Start to feel better
Do my best to keep it together
The alarm clock ticks
Make some coffee, check the weather
Do my best to keep it together
(You can't feel the transit blues)
You can’t feel the transit blues without
Losing something you thought was true
Soon it will begin, soon it will begin
I can’t expect the world to comprehend the
Fit's that I myself can’t defend
Every afternoon, avoid traffic
But feel frantic
My composure: a lost love letter
Do my best to keep it together
(You can't feel the transit blues)
You can’t feel the transit blues without
Losing something you thought was true
(You can't feel the transit blues)
You can’t feel the transit blues without
Losing something you thought was true
I can hear the questions now
Since journalism died somehow
The shout proclaimed: "The poison praised!"
They make my words an unmarked grave
(You can't feel the transit blues)
(You can't feel the transit blues)
You can’t feel the transit blues without
Losing something you thought was true
Every evening I’ll have a drink
Start to feel better
Do my best to keep it together