Untidaled Songtext

von The Devil Wears Prada

[Back for the fourth time around and still meaning every wordNever more honest, always too tiredDrowning in the pages I've planned: Provoke, destroy, provoke, destroyI could be the lost cause for I am dead poetryIn this reflection, in this reflection we are perfect disorderBring back balance,] bring restoration
[I saw the waves again, I felt the impact]
I saw the waves again, [I watched the current sway usBring back balance,] bring restoration

Go

[Lost in the cloudsAnd my heart is sleeping within the tideAlthough my eyes are dyingBack for the fourth time around and still meaning every word, every wordNever more blatant, always too thoughtfulIf I could change things, I'd change myself]

Time to be joyful in no consistency
Faith can be our only regularity
[Time to be joyful in no monotony]
There are no final goodbyes
[This is our certaintyBring back balance,] bring restoration
[I saw the waves again, I felt the impactI saw the waves again, I watched the current sway usBring back balance,] bring restoration[And just like that my life ceased to beIf I could change things, I'd change myselfSunk to the bottom of a deaf, lifeless world]