The Devil Wears Prada - Even Though Lyrics
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Even Though
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What Are The Lyrics For Even Though By The Devil Wears Prada?
EVEN THOUGH YOU FELT THAT WAY, I WAS WITH THE HURRICANE LOOKING OUT ON WHAT I MADE. IT WAS THEN I FELT THE HAMMER - ADJUSTED APERTURE, CHASING LIGHT. I FORAGED THROUGH THE GROUND. I WAS LOSING MY SIGHT. DISCONNECTED, UNCORRECTED. NEW BEDS IN NEW HOTELS SET TO REMIND ME OF OUR SHARED HISTORY. EVEN THOUGH YOU FELT THAT WAY, I WAS WITH THE HURRICANE LOOKING OUT ON WHAT I MADE. EVEN THOUGH YOU TOLD ME MONTHS BEFORE, SOME THINGS I COULDN'T SAY LOOKING OUT ON WHAT I MADE. A STORY MORE INTACT - I'LL TRY TO PROVIDE, BUT WITH THE CONSTANT MIST, THE HAZE TO COINCIDE. MISREPRESENTED, OVEREXTENDED. A NEW DESK IN A NEW OFFICE SET TO REMIND ME OF OUR SHARED HISTORY. EVEN THOUGH YOU FELT THAT WAY, I WAS WITH THE HURRICANE LOOKING OUT ON WHAT I MADE. EVEN THOUGH YOU TOLD ME MONTHS BEFORE, SOME THINGS I COULDN'T SAY LOOKING OUT ON WHAT I MADE. THE AIR WAS TOO HEAVY. ALL STRUGGLE WHO BREATHE IT IN. THE ROPES TOO TIGHT. COMPOUNDING WHILE WE SLEEP. THE AIR WAS TOO HEAVY. THE ROPES TOO TIGHT. AND EVEN THOUGH YOU FELT THAT WAY, I WAS WITH THE HURRICANE LOOKING OUT ON WHAT I MADE. AND EVEN THOUGH YOU TOLD ME MONTHS BEFORE, SOME THINGS I COULDN'T SAY LOOKING OUT ON WHAT I MADE.
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Who Wrote Even Though By The Devil Wears Prada?
Jonathan Gering, Kyle Sipress, Michael Hranica
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What's The Duration Of The Even Though By The Devil Wears Prada?The duration of Even Though is 4:05 minutes and seconds. |
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