Letra de 'Dez Moines' de The Devil Wears Prada

Fall to your knees. (Accomplishing nothing)
Fall to your knees only to exercise your schedule.
Abandon calendar.
What has come with such preaching is loneliness
Profit: zero
Achievement: zero
Forward can't be stopped

It just goes to show that some words are useless
It just goes to show that some words are useless
Take all your medals
Take all your ribbons
Take all your awards
Take them, take them back to the ground

Our youth is lost
A product of the created circumstances
All I can say is Maybe. Maybe, maybe.

All I can say is Maybe
This is what I've been expecting
All along, all along
Now's the time of Weakness
Now's the time of Blood

Perhaps even the whole-hearted had wished for this
Now's the time of Weakness
Now's the time of blood, Oh

And still the time of lions
Push everything
Force everything

We've all sung of the end
But who truly understands it?

All along, all along
Forwards can't be stopped
It just goes to show that some words are useless
it just goes to show that some words are useless
Take all your medals,
Take all your ribbons
Take all your awards
Take them back to the ground