The Devil Wears Prada

Confidence blurred by arrogance
And the self worship continues
Who is an artist?
You can't decide for yourself
Straight lines, I see straight lines
But they control sloppily, stupidly
Keep that golden, celebrity character
To your own conscience
Take a breath and rest your jaw
A vertebrae with no spine
Take a breath and rest your jaw
A vertebrae with no spine
Our entertainment, a mockery