Untidaled Songtext
von The Devil Wears Prada

Back for the fourth time around
And still meaning every word
Never more honest
Always too tired
Drowning in the pages I′ve planned
Provoke, destroy, provoke, destroy
I could be the lost cause
For I am dead poetry
In this reflection
We are perfect disorder

Bring back balance
Bring restoration
I saw the waves again
I felt the impact
I saw the waves again
I watched the current sway us
Bring back balance
Bring restoration
Go


Lost in the clouds
And my heart is sleeping
Within the tide
Although my eyes are dying
Back for the fourth time around
And still meaning every word (every word)
Never more blatant
Always too thoughtful
If 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 certainty

Bring back balance
Bring restoration
I saw the waves again
I felt the impact
I saw the waves again
I watched the current sway us
Bring back balance
Bring restoration

And just like that my life ceased to be

If I could change things
I′d change myself
Sunk to the bottom of a deaf, lifeless world