Texas Is South - The Devil Wears Prada

Good evening x3

Miss

Good evening x3

Miss

Good evening x3

Miss

Good evening x3

Miss

(Screamed over the verse below, which is sang)

All I, ever do is wish things were different

This envy is destroying me, and it is obvious

It’s obvious x8

(This verse sang behind the above screamed verse)

I’m looking to put a bullet into the tile floor

Into the tile floor

I’m looking to put a bullet into the tile floor

It’s obvious

Mark this x4

I want to say something

We were blessed, but now

I wet my lips and wait for them to dry

I wet my lips, I wait

Wait, wait for them to dry

The lust of the dress

The thought of her lips

Reverent smile

These letters that I write, shackled to my chest

Shackled to my chest

Shackled to my (shackled to my chest)

Shackled to my (shackled to my chest)

Shackled (chest)

Shackled to my chest (to my, to my chest)

Shackled to my chest (shackled to my chest)

Shackled to (my chest)

Shackled to my chest

Her tantalization (her tantalization)

She is misconception (she is misconception)

Good evening x3

Miss

Good evening x3

Miss

Good evening x3

Miss

Good evening x3

Miss