The Devil Wears Prada - Number Eleven Lyrics
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Number Eleven
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What Are The Lyrics For Number Eleven By The Devil Wears Prada?
Looking for your name,
I sort through it all. Listening in vain, You hope for the worst. Looking for your name, Falling down shallow stairs. Waiting for the rain, Hands extended laughing out. As she claims that she's too much I will hurt myself. As she claims that she's too much I know I must Give it time. Give it some space. All in all, back at the same place. Move away and start again. All in all, back at the same place. I'll take you at your word: Passing with the wind and sea. Looking for your name, I sort through it all. Listening in vain, You hope for the worst. Looking for your name, Still here falling down. Waiting for the rain, Falling down over me. Give it time, give it some space. All in all, back at the same place. Move away and start again. All in all, back at the same place. So I'll say it again. So I'll say it again. So I will say it again. You won't know love without death. No death, no love. Recognize the once familiar. Recall missed steps and broken vows. |
Who Wrote Number Eleven By The Devil Wears Prada?
Andy Trick, Chris Rubey, Daniel Williams, James Baney, Jeremy Depoyster, Mike Hranica, Ziggy Jerome
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What's The Duration Of The Number Eleven By The Devil Wears Prada?The duration of Number Eleven is 3:15 minutes and seconds. |
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