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  • Текст песни The Devil Wears Prada - R.I.T.

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    Turn your back now: lose yourself in hesitation. Dancing, always dancing, and
    staring at the floor. The sun came out just long enough to go down. She shows
    the symptoms of being my suicide. I'm holding you to blame for this. I won't
    stop selling myself short. The broken windows: all of the glass. Knife in my
    hand: the questions I've aske. I dream about her more nights than not. I can't
    drown this away. With every single move that you make, you come closer to
    breaking me. With every single breath that I take, you push further from helping
    me (but you can't). I'm pulling the weight again. With every single move that
    you make, I come closer to ending me. I blame myself, and it's not the first time.
    You see me for what I am: damaged. Turn your back now: I will bask in the
    blackness of my darkest days. With every single move that you make, you come
    closer to breaking me. With every single breath that I take, you push further
    from helping me (but you can't.) I'm pulling the weight again. With every single
    move that you make, I come closer to ending me. Self-loathing me.

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