I know where you sleep by Emilie Autumn ~

I know where you sleep by Emilie Autumn



I know the sickening thoughts that slither around your head
I know the gluttonous guilt that buried me in your bed
Manipulate me if you can
Go on and fool me like your biggest fan
I know the arrogant pride that poisons the truth you hear
I know the bigoted tongue that tears up all you fear
Pontificate you faded star
I wanna show them who you really are

You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
You can fake it on stage
You can run from your cage
You can search and destroy
You can kill and depend on it
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
I know your tainted flesh
(You can't hide)
I know your filthy soul
(You can't hide)
I know each trick you've played
Whore you laid
Dream you stole
I know the bed and the room and the wall and the house
Where you got what you wanted and then ruined it all
I know the secrets that you keep
I know where you sleep

I know the illness behind the image that you create
I know the tedious need to turn all you love to hate
You poor, pathetic paranoid
Is it just me or do you secretly enjoy it?

You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
You can fake it on stage
You can run from your cage
You can search and destroy
You can kill and depend on it
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
I know your tainted flesh
(You can't hide)
I know your filthy soul
(You can't hide)
I know each trick you've played
Whore you laid
Dream you stole
I know the bed and the room and the wall and the house
Where you got what you wanted and then ruined it all
I know the secrets that you keep
I know where you sleep

Sleep
Sleep
Sleep

You play the victim very well
You built yourself in ?
You wanted someone to understand you
Well be careful what you wish for because I do
You've got a fancy turn of phrase
You set your trap, you made your play
You’re so found of games you must never lose
Funny how the only one in your bed is you

You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
FAKE, CRAWL, SEARCH, KILL
Oh my god
I touched you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
God save the queen
I loved you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
Oh, oh
I loved you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
I can never live it down

I know the sickening thoughts that slither around your head
I know the gluttonous skill that buried me in your bed

You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
You can fake it on stage
You can run from your cage
You can search and destroy
You can kill and depend on it
I know your tainted flesh
I know your filthy soul
I know each trick you've played
Whore you laid
Dream you stole
I know the bed and the room and the wall and the house
Where you got what you wanted and then ruined it
I know the bed and the room and the wall and the house
Where you got what you wanted and then ruined it
I know the bed and the room and the wall and the house
Where you got what you wanted and then ruined it
I know the secrets that you keep
I know where you sleep

I'm wishing you the best of luck
And by the way
Your poetry sucks
I'm wishing you the best of luck
And by the way
Your poetry sucks
I'm wishing you the best of luck
And by the way
Your poetry sucks



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thank you vick for sending me this song!




I really love it! x3333333