The Devil Wears Prada Follow

I won't let this ruin me

My orchestra, my indecision
It all comes back full circle
From grace to all my hate
I never meant to hurt anyone

I came for peace and for great reason
There is no solace, there's no alleviation
In all our money or within her golden teeth

Is this it, is this how it goes?
I am the wretched one, I am the beggar's hands
It comes back full circle
I cannot help but feel nothing

Pick it up, oh, such a bitter friend, change can be
Remind me God, refresh what's turned to gray
Oh, my intentions, you vanish with the wind

Is this it, is this how it goes?
I am the wretched one, I am the harlot's bones
It comes back full circle
I cannot help but care no more

Is this it, is this how it goes?
It all comes back full circle
It comes back full circle
I cannot help but feel nothing

All that you know, I am all that you know
He had a vision as to what comes next
So disregard this unholy place