The Devil Wears Prada Lyrics

7. This Song Is Called

I am the speaker but what is responsibility? 
This I beg of you, build me brick upon brick. 
High tides; waves of hypocrisy. 
I didn't think the clock struck more than twelve times. 
I decided to name her insomnia. 
Her teeth (show) like white seeds in a scarlet fruit. 

This I must tell you, my friend,
(Her teeth (show) like white seeds in a scarlet fruit.) 
This I must tell you, my friend, my friend
This I must tell you, my friend, my friend, my friend:

Fear beauty
Fear beauty

This is meager, this is feeble.
She was only a fiction and my creation, my creation.

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