Emilie Autumn - The Art Of Suicide lyrics
rate meThe art of suicide
Nightgowns and hair
Curls flying every which way
The pain too pure to hide
Bridges of sighs
Meant to conceal lovers' lies
Under the arches of moonlight and sky
Suddenly easy to contemplate why
Why live a life
That's tainted with pity and sadness and strife
Why dream a dream that's tainted with trouble and less than it seems
Why bother bothering
Just for a poem or another sad song to sing
Why live a life
Why live a life
The art of suicide
Pretty and clean
Conveys a theatrical theme
"Alas, I've gone," She cried, ankles displayed
Melodramatically laid
Under the arches of moonlight and sky
Suddenly easy to contemplate why, why
Why live a life
That's tainted with pity and sadness and strife
Why dream a dream that's tainted with trouble and less than it seems
Why bother bothering
Just for a poem or another sad song to sing
Why live a life
Why live a life
Why live a life
That's painted with pity and sadness and strife
Why dream a dream that's tainted with trouble and less than it seems
Why bother bothering
Just for a poem or another sad song to sing
Why live a life
Why live a life
Why live a life
Why live a life
Life is not like Gloomy Sunday
With a second ending
When the people are disturbed
Well, they should be disturbed
Because there a story that ought to be heard
Life is not like Gloomy Sunday
With a second ending
When the people are disturbed
Well they should be disturbed
Because there a lesson that really ought to be learned
The world is full of poets, we don't need anymore
The world is full of singers, we don't need anymore
The world is full of lovers we don't need anymore
Thanks to Krista for these lyrics
