Emilie Autumn "I know where you sleep" lyrics

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I know where you sleep

I knowThe sickening thoughts that slither around your headI knowThe gluttonous guilt that buried me in your bedManipulate me if you canGo on and fool me like your biggest fan

I knowThe arrogant pride that poisons the truth you hearI knowThe bigoted tongue that tears away all your fearPontificate you faded starGo on and show me who you really are

You can lie to the papersYou can hide from the pressYou can fake it on stageYou can crawl from your cageYou can search and destroyYou can kill and depend on itI know your tainted fleshI know your filthy soulI know each trick you playedWhore you laidDream you stoleI know the bed in the room in the wallIn the house where you got what you wanted and ruined it allI know the secrets that you keepI know where you sleep

I knowThe illness behind the image you createI knowThe tedious need to turn all you love into hateYou poor pathetic paranoidIs 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 stageYou can crawl from your cageYou can search and destroyYou 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) Whore you laidDream you stoleI know the bed in the room in the wallIn the house where you got what you wanted and ruined it allI know the secrets that you keepI know where you sleep

SleepSleepSleep

You play the victim very wellYou build yourself indulgent hellYou wanted someone to understand youWell be careful what you wish for because I doYou've got a fancy turn of phraseYou set your trapYou made your playsYou're so fond of gamesYou must never loseFunny how the only one in your bed is you

You can lie to the papersYou can hide from the pressYou can lie to the papersYou can hide from the press(Fake, crawl, search, kill)You can lie to the papersYou can hide from the press(Fake, crawl, search, kill)FAKE, CRAWL, SEARCH, KILL

Oh my godOh my godI touched youI can never live it downI can never live it downGod save the queenI love youI can never live it downI can never live it downOh, ohI fucked youI can never live it downI can never live it downI can never live it down

I know the sickening thoughts that slither around your headI know the gluttonous guilt that buried me in your ...shh!... bed

You can lie to the papersYou can hide from the pressYou can fake it on stageYou can run from your cageYou can search and destroyYou can kill and depend on itI know your tainted fleshI know your filthy soulI know each trick you' playedWhore you laidDream you stoleI know the bed in the room in the wallIn the house where you got what you wanted and ruined itI know the bed in the room in the wallIn the house where you got what you wanted and ruined itI know the bed in the room in the wallIn the house where you got what you wanted and ruined itI know the secrets that you keepI know where you sleep

I'm wishing you the best of luckAnd by the way(Your poetry sucks)I'm wishing you the best of luckAnd by the way(Your poetry sucks)I'm wishing you the best of luckAnd by the way (Your poetry sucks)I'm wishing you the best of luckAnd by the way

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