Paroles:
Devil Wears Prada The Escape

of sorrow, our hearts have no room for this. I am made of anger. I am made of anger. There's a proportion to be met between escape and defense.

remorse. Try to contain every ounce of sorrow. Our hearts have no room for this. I am made of anger. There's a proportion to be met between escape and

Traduction: Devil Wears Prada Soundtrack. Escape.

once of sorrow, our hearts have no room for this. I am made of anger. I am made of anger. There's a proportion to be met between escape and defense