Letra de Texas Is South - The Devil Wears Prada
Letra de canci�n de Texas Is South de The Devil Wears Prada lyrics
'''Good evening''' x3
'''Miss
Good evening''' x3
'''Miss
Good evening''' x3
'''Miss
Good evening''' x3
'''Miss'''
(Screamed over the verse below, which is sang)
'''All I, ever do is wish, things were different.
This envy is, destroying me, and it is, obvious.
It's obvious''' x8
(This verse sang behind the above screamed verse)
I'm looking to put a bullet into the tile floor.
into the tile floor
im looking to put a bullet into the tile floor
its obvious
'''Mark this''' x4
'''I want to say something:
We were blessed, but now I,
Wet my lips and wait for them to dry.
I wet my lips, I wait,
Wait, wait for, them to, dry.'''
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'''The, lust of the dress.
The thought, of her lips.
Reverent, smile.
These letters that I write, shackled to my chest.
Shackled to my chest
Shackled to my (Shackled to my chest)
Shackled to my (Shackled to my chest)
Shackled (Chest)
Shackled to my chest (To my, to my chest)
Shackled to my chest (Shackled to my chest)
Shackled to (My chest)
Shackled to my chest'''
Her, tantali-za-tion. '''(Her, tantali-zation)'''
She, is miscon-cep-tion. '''(She, is miscon-ception)'''
'''Good evening''' x3
'''Miss
Good evening''' x3
'''Miss
Good evening''' x3
'''Miss
Good evening''' x3
'''Miss'''
'''Miss
Good evening''' x3
'''Miss
Good evening''' x3
'''Miss
Good evening''' x3
'''Miss'''
(Screamed over the verse below, which is sang)
'''All I, ever do is wish, things were different.
This envy is, destroying me, and it is, obvious.
It's obvious''' x8
(This verse sang behind the above screamed verse)
I'm looking to put a bullet into the tile floor.
into the tile floor
im looking to put a bullet into the tile floor
its obvious
'''Mark this''' x4
'''I want to say something:
We were blessed, but now I,
Wet my lips and wait for them to dry.
I wet my lips, I wait,
Wait, wait for, them to, dry.'''
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/texas-is-south-the-devil-wears-prada.php
'''The, lust of the dress.
The thought, of her lips.
Reverent, smile.
These letters that I write, shackled to my chest.
Shackled to my chest
Shackled to my (Shackled to my chest)
Shackled to my (Shackled to my chest)
Shackled (Chest)
Shackled to my chest (To my, to my chest)
Shackled to my chest (Shackled to my chest)
Shackled to (My chest)
Shackled to my chest'''
Her, tantali-za-tion. '''(Her, tantali-zation)'''
She, is miscon-cep-tion. '''(She, is miscon-ception)'''
'''Good evening''' x3
'''Miss
Good evening''' x3
'''Miss
Good evening''' x3
'''Miss
Good evening''' x3
'''Miss'''
