The Devil Wears Prada You Can't Spell Crap
Without 'c' Lyrics:
I wish to turn around and return (to her warmth
and laughter), but this calling is strong, and
denial is impossible. No measure of weight can
justify what now presses into my chest. To the
road, your freedom is awesome, but does it compare
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to the sweet embrace of my love? Our convictions
engraved by her marvelous hands. My ears are upon
the brink of detonation, and the mud amongst the
passage of my throat is drying to permanence.
Harvest the crop of memories. To what's true, I
offer thanks. I've found what's pure and I've
found what's sweet. We are not barren
Lyrics: You Can't Spell Crap Without 'c', The
Devil Wears Prada [end]