Ritual
The Devil Wears Prada
3:44It's my bitter pill I don't know what is real (The thrill of the chase) is numb I don't know how to love Never been good enough (I just want the taste) of it (of it) I've been lying to myself I wish that somebody could Tell me why the highs always feel so low I only feel alive when I lose control We built this fire, now it's up in smoke Tell me why the highs always feel so low They feel so low I think the games I play Are slowly killing me How much more can I take? (How much more can I take?) I'm drowning in the cut It isn't in my blood Can somebody (somebody) Can somebody Tell me why the highs always feel so low I only feel alive when I lose control We built this fire, now it's up in smoke Tell me why the highs always feel so low They feel so low Set to a panic I'm caught wanting more Thought that I had it Like spinning before the fall Before the fall Tell me why the highs always feel so low I only feel alive when I lose control We built this fire, now it's up in smoke Tell me why the highs always feel so low They feel so low They feel so low