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EMILIE AUTUMN lyrics - Opheliac

Let The Record Show

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Turning tricks with absent guile Reeling in your crooked smile Why did I turn to you? I only wanted a hand to pour my heart into And now I'll bump my grind through another night Lose my mind in another fight Why did I turn to you? I only gave you the chance to prove the rumours true And now I'm paying with my Paying with my life I'm paying with my life My life, my life So let the record show That you murdered me In your coldest blood With your own two hands Don't think no one understands It happens every day Working life like a burlesque show Get them off and they'll let you go Why did I turn to you? I only turned out to be just one more girl you slew And now I'll bump my grind for another Lose my mind in another Why, why, why, why? I only gave you the chance to prove the rumours true And now I'm paying with my Paying with my life I'm paying with my life My life, my life So let the record show That you murdered me In your coldest blood With your own two hands Don't think no one understands It happens every day You're jealous Oh, you're jealous Why it's a simple excuse For a complex crime So write this on your soul Or don't waste my time If I'm going down Then I'm going down good I'm going down Then I'm going down clean I'm going down Then I'm going The prettiest broken girl you've ever seen If I'm going down Then I'm going down good I'm going down Then I'm going down clean I'm going down Then I'm going The prettiest wretched whore you've ever seen But while I breathe I've got no evidence to prove my end And so you'll walk away Nope, wrong again! So let the record show That you murdered me In your coldest blood With your own two hands Don't think no one understands It happens every day You're jealous Oh, you're jealous Why it's a simple excuse For a complex crime So write this on your soul And let it show That you murdered me In your coldest blood With your own two hands Don't think no one understands It happens every day You're jealous Oh, you're jealous Why it's a simple excuse For a complex crime So write this on your soul Or don't waste my time

Cryin Shame

FASTER PUSSYCAT
There was a haunting Evil breeze blowing off the bay That kasso smiled As he took the kid's life away The midway was his private oasis Where the dope got just a little too strong Relax, Jummy boy, it's only homicide The punk will never know what's going on Wake me when it's over and it's done Why can ya see the poor boy bleed Does it make you numb It's a cryin' shame I got blood on my hands And my life's going down the drain It's a cryin' shame I got blood on my hands Man it's a crying shame From the Northport gazebo To the Aztakea Woods they strayed They butchered the boy And threw his body in a shallow grave For weeks under the leaves He just sat there dead Without a breath of life in his bones He left his ma and pa cryin Wondering and whining... Why their little boy never came home Wake me when it's over and it's done Why can ya see the poor boy bleed Does it make you numb It's a cryin' shame I got blood on my hands And my life's going down the drain It's a cryin' shame I got blood on my hands Man it's a crying shame Say it no Lord help me Jesus Christ It's all over now kiss your ass goodbye Wake me when it's over and it's done Why can ya see the poor boy bleed Does it make you numb It's a cryin' shame I got blood on my hands And my life's going down the drain It's a cryin' shame I got blood on my hands Man it's a crying shame

Time Goes Back

JOHN FRUSCIANTE "Shadows Collide With People"
These things'll go slowly by These things They'll be where no one would think And when given this life I ought've thanked you all who will take it away I notice that you're fine Setting up beside wherever turns a blind eye Any solemn phase And you belong to two times at once My radio's my heart We live as one Two ways at once I know the waves I form I know the way I won't become These still places that are gone by Belive they're somewhere else (belive they're somebody else) Jumping in the mind of a passerby And being replaced like times flies Another wasted flaw Going up against the endless law I'm flown through a mirror Almost disappearing I glow fainty You know this is nobody's life I saw the days I lost Hiding behind tomorrow's costs Time going back

Hey! You Going My Way???

JIM WHITE "No Such Place"
Bus stop rain...busted power train..got a broke down '69 LTD... I hocked my tools...to buy my brain...a funeral wreath...from the FTD Blank billboards on the highway of life. Counterfeit bills in the neon lights. This stick-shift driven saw-dust dream, show-biz sho' ain't what it seems. Little hipster dufus with the guitar in a coffin. I been copping his licks about every so often. Then I flip-flop, go the other way... I rip off the dude where the colored girls say; doo-doo-do-doo-doo-do-doo-doo-do-do-doooo-dooooo See, I cut my teeth on the white lines of life's endless lonesome highways. Taking stock in the horizon... shouting at every fool that come my way--- "HEY!" I been shouting, "HEY! Can you gimme a ride? Are you going my way?" "HEY! Can you gimme a ride? Someone gimme a ride!" but ain't no one going my way. Now downtown they got the prison of shame. See the castaways of the Hollywood game? Tricked out whores with invisible pains. Cardboard people, dancing in the rain... to the same old tune, circling like a vulture with the busted juke-box of the popular culture. If it ain't got a beat, they won't put you on the street. Heavy on the bass, light on the feet. I meet the street poets in the bummed out bars. I hum my single as I jingle down the "Walk Of Stars" with the geeks and the freaks and the crooks and the hookers--- the burn-outs of life's pressure cookers. Now, these are my people, my church without a steeple, and though I never waste a tissue on an incidental issue, still I sympathize, 'cause I realize when I see the sorrow in their eyes. 'Cause I cut my teeth on the white lines of life's endless lonesome highways. Taking stock in the horizon... shouting at every fool that come my way--- "HEY!" I been shouting, "HEY! Can you gimme a ride? Are you going my way?" "HEY! Can you gimme a ride? Someone gimme a ride!" but ain't no one going my way. Now in the field of my mind I'm plowing the topsoil of my memory. Digging up bones and skeletones--- rusty relics from my past. Gotta put a new shine on the twists of time, redefine this old cemetery... Clear out the weeds, sow new seeds, sure I'm scared, but still I'm gonna carry on. 'Cause never did a body find their way home without showing first firm as a stone the conviction, the strength the courage that it takes to make a journey start For you got to be true, you got to be strong, 'specially when the long road home leads smack through the smoking ruins of your broken heart.And I know. 'Cause I cut my teeth on the white lines of life's endless lonesome highway... Taking stock in the horizon...shouting at every fool that come my way--- "HEY!" I been shouting, "HEY! Can you gimme a ride? Are you going my way?" "HEY! Can you gimme a ride? Someone gimme a ride!" but ain't no one going my way.

Life As We Know It

CAROLYN DAWN JOHNSON "Dress Rehearsal"
I wake up with the sun on my face On the edge of the bed, babe you're taking up all the space I roll you over then I give you a kiss Meet you in the middle That's where all the fun is [Chorus:] Life as we know it It's going good That's an understatement It's going better than I ever thought it could Never been so happy, so content Oh, I wish I could freeze this moment Life as we know it... now You're doing dishes if I'm cooking the meal We got an understanding, and it's a pretty good deal We read our books at each end of the couch No conversation needed To stay in touch in this house [Chorus:] Life as we know it It's going good That's an understatement It's going better than I ever thought it could Never been so happy, so content Oh, I wish I could freeze this moment Life as we know it... now I whisper... I love you You tell me... you love me too It's so easy, so simple I wonder why we didn't think of this before [Chorus:] Life as we know it It's going good That's an understatement It's going better than I ever thought it could Never been so happy, so content Oh, I wish I could freeze this moment Life as we know it... now Oh, I wish I could freeze this moment Right... now

Blue In The Face

AESOP ROCK "Appleseed"
[Aesop Rock:] Yo, I surf an axiom kicked in a center fold of ugly tenements Oh distribute sour inhalants regulate lobby developments Today summon the rug rat oblivious to what's delicate Tomorrow siphon imperfection out the fetus prior to selling it There is a brain in the thicket tap circle cupping the port to accord it Teeter thorn storm plunges more but conformers the pouring's half the entry Plated pearly gates a chanted axis with high gentry hinging our binging on Public picket fencing Squirming in terms in conditions of un-satisfact destiny magnet Where the ebony should of cracked shit ratio tragic Lose sight suit oh mavericks clash at futility pageants I post froze in a blaze at a grand combustion A leader's deception connection wiper with a barn responds his friend With an eye socket full of needles and a will to die for nothing And that's glory abide thy crass itinerary barely suitable for common slum cats And the lemmings will follow you to the blood bath All aboard that awful train through shames patch where I'd trade my window Seat for one pane of replacement stain glass, see I bow to the the gods of opacity I don't mind y'all looking in, it's just watching Sin City steam slips under my skin And I'm about half way to nausea, half way to contentment 2 halves post made a dance evoked a whole lot of resentment Build a pen around master dome patriarch close to four peters Woke to rope cubicles combines with combines suitably ingenious Let's soak my feet in lake infinity the time vibe strapped to dignity my Symmetries vivid image still can't mimic the victory comfort is a drug and I'm numb as fuck Yet some prefer the hum and others tend to suck the life out of the crux like One, two, three, four, and I'm a tug dummy hug the hungry pull the lever push the button Drink the garbage split the homage reap the harvest target everyone Beckon eyes idols that have a malleable colony till the fire ant dropped the Sweet leaf grief your dreams a needle in a needle stack claiming safety pin physics Baby tin blizzards collide while ole iron sides trust the rivets I'm sick of the picker the litter soaking the spot lit when I know they Know they owe all thanks to the end all Aesop Rock shit watch this Build me a home; build me a home of brick and wood and everything good With a front porch where I can jar fire flies by night And smoke stogs till the day meets twilight Build me a home, build me a home with a green grass hill with running a water In a backyard with a sandbox and a garden of foreign flowers Build me a home with a basement and an attic Where I can store remnants of the day I once slept in build me a home No skull is sacred in the races Locked in a pagan doctrine watching born again faces gamble up patience fail blatant Ochre and sienna war paintings stain plague community harking as wrapped It's overlooking out crops Give you one life to laugh at catalog bliss on The least common attachment ten seconds of glittering silence Pilot is flight redefine stagnant Most emotions host an entire lesson Congressional less one stone merely for the exceptional spectacle now Listen the pause heed tall falls the voidance of the suit dispersed Await a straightened arrows a perfect circle has been fastened to the Blimp side buy in my grin and clusters that's better than colony my own Fathers son is the holy ghost suck that theology I king for a day of Peasant for a pleasant life blood on the easel and my eagle eyelids Spots runaway pirates look I despise squatters with a, ohh, cry me a River a quarter how'd you afford that dog and sour dialogue I put my hook in the pond I put my worm In the hook I put my trust in the worm That he'd bring me something to cook I felt a tug on my line and I lugged a trash can On my pole with a note from the worm attached that Read, "Thanks for nothing asshole! " Simple parables of nature making Character giddy and riddle me a similar situation mix city quick put Your honor on the line doors to the monks blood thirsty barracuda Serpents and report on powers of devil treatment church links I'm a Fence sitter lips torn by both polars and their working I can only model throttle at the dream catching matching a patchy holist with a Sovereignty harbored and charged my hate breed in a minute he's picket Spitting stitches to fix the britches in the gaps one night I broke in Bridges give us traps and tried to walk to get stogs just like hop Scotch between polar caps and I'm, blue in the face when every second is a waste of breath Making that classic mockery of every step Oh build me a home, build me a home please with a light in the window and A red front door and a picket fence and a fire place and a sturdy frame And we can sit I'll tell you my name build me home...

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