The Devil Wears Prada Reptar, King Of The Ozone текст песни, слова песни Reptar, King Of The Ozone The Devil Wears Prada
The Devil Wears Prada - Reptar, King Of The Ozone
Don't twist this around.
Don't attempt to justify what we know is wrong.
Tendons are torn and screams are released into a poisoned, mathematic atmosphere.
We're composing our funeral songs, note by note.
With this I declare that tomorrow is an allusion.
What if the clouds are fragments of mistakes,
fabricated by the factories of our foolishness?
We're composing our funeral songs, note by note.
Prove me wrong
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