The Scorpion Deathlock
The Devil Wears Prada
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Distance decreases as if time is a dying cockroach Plagues enclose Sitting upon this wooden bench, I am helpless to billions of bullets In this moment I am helpless Why is it so difficult to see ourselves? No poem I've wrote, Nor song I have sung, can halt the army of wrath Numbers Numbers Numbers Numbers In this moment I am helpless Serpents will transform into mice only to drown in the deepest red I've always expresses my thoughts in colors, but we remain blind Numbers Numbers Numbers Numbers
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Written by: ANDREW JEROME TRICK, CHRISTOPHER HENRY RUBEY, JAMES SELLECK BANEY, JEREMY ROBERT DEPOYSTER, LARRY DANIEL WILLIAMS, MICHAEL JAMES HRANICA
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