Emilie Autumn

She’s locked up with a spinning wheel
She can’t recall what it was like to feel
She says “This room’s gonna be my grave
And there’s no one who can save me”
She sits down to her colored thread
She knows apaixonados waking up in their beds
She says “How long can I live this way
Is there someone I can pay to let me go
‘Cause I’m half sick of shadows
I want to see the sky
Everyone else can watch as the sun goes down
So why can’t I

Chorus:
And it’s raining
And the stars are falling from the sky
And the wind
And the wind I know it’s cold
I’ve been waiting
For the dia I will surely die
And it’s...

When you are sleeping do you dream of me
How strange, how strange
‘Cause you know what they say
About the visions in your head and what they mean
How strange, how strange
That you should feel that way
I’m not living in an ordinary world
‘Cause I’m not your ordinary good girl
And I don’t believe in playing like I know that game
You’re not heading for an ordinary love
‘Cause I’m not the one that you should think of
And I’m not a prize that you can claim

Chorus:
You know I think it’s strange
Just a little bit deranged
That you think I’m gonna change to make you happy
If you can tell me why...

It gives me strength to have somebody to fight for; I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill.

I only sleep with people I love, which is why I have insomnia.

I still own my heart, which I know because it hurts so much.

Perfume was first created to mask the stench of foul and offensive odors...
Spices and and bold flavorings were created to mask the taste of putrid and rotting meat...
What then was música created for?
Was it to drown out the voices of others, or the voices within ourselves?
I think I know.

And falling's just another way to fly.

I'm not stupid. I know exactly what's going...