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Emilie Autumn lyrics : "I Know Where You Sleep"

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 away all your fear
Pontificate you faded star

Go on and show me who you really are

You can lie to the papers

You can hide from the press
You can fake it on stage
You can crawl 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 played
!@^% you laid

Dream you stole
I know the bed in the room in the wall
In the house where you got what you wanted and ruined it all

I know the secrets that you keep
I know where you sleep


I know
The illness behind the image you create
I know

The tedious need to turn all you love into hate
You poor pathetic paranoid
Is it just me or do you secretly enjoy it?


You can lie to the papers
(You can lie) You can hide from the press

(You can hide) You can fake it on stage
You can crawl 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 played
(You can fake it if you try) !@^% you laid
Dream you stole

I know the bed in the room in the wall
In the house where you got what you wanted and 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 build yourself indulgent hell
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 plays
You're so fond 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
Oh my god
I touched you
I can never live it down

I can never live it down
God save the queen
I love you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down

Oh, oh
I $#&@ed 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 guilt that buried me in your ...shh!... 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' played

!@^% you laid
Dream you stole
I know the bed in the room in the wall
In the house where you got what you wanted and ruined it
I know the bed in the room in the wall
In the house where you got what you wanted and ruined it
I know the bed in the room in the wall

In the house where you got what you wanted and 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)
I'm wishing you the best of luck
And by the way

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