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The Devil Wears Prada Lyrics

8. Reptar, King Of The Ozone



Bring it to your lips and experience 
the sulfur infected everything that we've created. 
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 (note) note by note.(by note) 
We're composing our funeral songs, note (note) note by note.(by note)
With this I declare that tomorrow is an illusion. 
What if the clouds are fragments of mistakes, 
fabricated by the factories of our foolishness, foolishness? 
We're composing our funeral songs, note (note) note by note.(by note) 
We're composing our funeral songs, note (note) note by note.(by note)
Prove me wrong
Prove me wrong
Prove me wrong


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