Emilie Autumn

She’s locked up with a spinning wheel
She can’t recall what it was like to feel
She says “This room’s gonna be my grave
And there’s no one who can save me”
She sits down to her colored thread
She knows pasangan waking up in their beds
She says “How long can I live this way
Is there someone I can pay to let me go
‘Cause I’m half sick of shadows
I want to see the sky
Everyone else can watch as the sun goes down
So why can’t I

Chorus:
And it’s raining
And the stars are falling from the sky
And the wind
And the wind I know it’s cold
I’ve been waiting
For the hari I will surely die
And it’s...

When anda are sleeping do anda dream of me
How strange, how strange
‘Cause anda know what they say
About the visions in your head and what they mean
How strange, how strange
That anda should feel that way
I’m not living in an ordinary world
‘Cause I’m not your ordinary good girl
And I don’t believe in playing like I know that game
You’re not heading for an ordinary love
‘Cause I’m not the one that anda should think of
And I’m not a prize that anda can claim

Chorus:
You know I think it’s strange
Just a little bit deranged
That anda think I’m gonna change to make anda happy
If anda can tell me why...

It gives me strength to have somebody to fight for; I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill.

I only sleep with people I love, which is why I have insomnia.

I still own my heart, which I know because it hurts so much.

Perfume was first created to mask the stench of foul and offensive odors...
Spices and and bold flavorings were created to mask the taste of putrid and rotting meat...
What then was musik created for?
Was it to drown out the voices of others, atau the voices within ourselves?
I think I know.

And falling's just another way to fly.

I'm not stupid. I know exactly what's going...

It’s a sunny hari in heaven
And no one is around
To open the gates
And I’m waiting for you
My fairweather friend
Absent in the end
Absent in the end
The one thing I can count on
Is nothing much at all
The one thing that I’m sure about
Is that anda won’t be anywhere around me when I fall
I’d like to think I wouldn’t die for you, but anda know I would
‘Cause that’s the fool I am
And that’s the rule anda bend
Absent in the end
My fairweather friend

The one thing I can count on
Is nothing much at all
The one thing that I’m sure about
Is that anda won’t be anywhere around me when I fall
I’d like...

The sun goes down the same as it did before
The mawar die as their petals fall to the floor
The opera was always an awful bore
So don’t blame me

Your poetry was never in vast supply
So if you’re less than inspired, I wouldn’t cry
Your broken jantung is hardly the reason why
So don’t blame me

You weren’t as good at dancing as anda evidently thought
You swear that anda were charming once, I promise anda were not
So if you’re treated badly now, I’d scarcely be surprised
You’re seen for what anda really are, it’s time anda realized
If anda feel you’re finally going gray
You were a long time ago,...