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Emilie Autumn - Let The Record Show Emilie Autumn - Let The Record Show |
*** Autor textu: Emilie Autumn *** Autor hudby: Emilie Autumn | Learning tricks with absent guile
Reeling in your crooked smile
Why did I turn to you?
I wanted a hand to pour my heart into
And now I bump my grind through another night
Lose my mind in another fight
Why did I turn to you?
I gave you the chance to prove the rumors 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
Looking 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 bump my grind for another
Lose my mind in another
Why, why, why, why?
I gave you the chance to prove the rumors 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
But don't waste my time
If I'm going down
Then I'm doing down good
If I'm going down
Then I'm going down clean
If I'm going down
Then I'm going down the prettiest broken girl you've ever seen
If I'm going down
Then I'm going down good
If I'm going down
Then I'm going down clean
If I'm going down
Then I'm going the prettiest wretched whore you've ever seen
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
But don't waste my time |
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