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Emilie Autumn

Let The Record Show

 

Let The Record Show

(album: Opheliac - 2006)


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

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