The Devil Wears Prada Lyrics

7. This Song Is Called

I am the speaker but what is responsibility? 
This is 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, old friend: fear beauty. 
This is meager, this is feeble. 
She was only fiction in my creation

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