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I know
The sickening thoughts that slither around your head
I know
The gluttonous guilt that buried me in your bed
Manipulate me if toi can
Go on and fool me like your biggest fan

I know
The arrogant pride that poisons the truth toi hear
I know
The bigoted tongue that tears away all your fear
Pontificate toi faded star
Go on and montrer me who toi really are

toi can lie to the papers
toi can hide from the press
toi can fake it on stage
toi can crawl from your cage
toi can chercher and destroy
toi can kill and depend on it
I know your tainted flesh
I know your filthy soul
I know each trick toi played
Whore toi laid
Dream toi stole
I know the lit in the room in the wall
In the house where toi got what toi wanted and ruined it all
I know the secrets that toi keep
I know where toi sleep

I know
The illness behind the image toi create
I know
The tedious need to turn all toi l’amour into hate
toi poor pathetic paranoid
Is it just me ou do toi secretly enjoy it?

toi can lie to the papers
(You can lie) toi can hide from the press
(You can hide) toi can fake it on stage
toi can crawl from your cage
toi can chercher and destroy
toi 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 toi played
(You can fake it if toi try) Whore toi laid
Dream toi stole
I know the lit in the room in the wall
In the house where toi got what toi wanted and ruined it all
I know the secrets that toi keep
I know where toi sleep

Sleep
Sleep
Sleep

toi play the victim very well
toi build yourself indulgent hell
toi wanted someone to understand you
Well be careful what toi wish for because I do
You’ve got a fancy turn of phrase
toi set your trap
toi made your plays
You’re so fond of games
toi must never lose
Funny how the only one in your lit is you

toi can lie to the papers
toi can hide from the press
toi can lie to the papers
toi can hide from the press
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
toi can lie to the papers
toi 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 loved you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
Oh, oh
I fucked 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

toi can lie to the papers
toi can hide from the press
toi can fake it on stage
toi can run from your cage
toi can chercher and destroy
toi can kill and depend on it
I know your tainted flesh
I know your filthy soul
I know each trick you’ played
Whore toi laid
Dream toi stole
I know the lit in the room in the wall
In the house where toi got what toi wanted and ruined it
I know the lit in the room in the wall
In the house where toi got what toi wanted and ruined it
I know the lit in the room in the wall
In the house where toi got what toi wanted and ruined it
I know the secrets that toi keep
I know where toi sleep

I’m wishing toi the best of luck
And par the way
(Your poésie sucks)
I’m wishing toi the best of luck
And par the way
(Your poésie sucks)
I’m wishing toi the best of luck
And par the way
(Your poésie sucks)
I’m wishing toi the best of luck
And par the way
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Thank god I’m pretty
The occasional free drink I never asked for
The occasional admission to a seedy little bar
Invitation to a stranger’s car
I’m blessed
With the ability to render grown men tongue-tied
Which only means that when it’s dark outside
I have to run and hide
Can’t look behind me
Thank god I’m pretty

Thank god I’m pretty
Every skill I ever have will be in question
Every ill that I must suffer
Clearly brought on par myself
Though the cops would come for someone else
I’m blessed
I’m truly privileged to look this good without clothes on
Which only means that when I sing you’re jerking...
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posted by xangelx
I’ll take my hope where I can find it
Seems I find it here in you
Hang your curtain get behind it
I won’t even ask for proof
Go ahead and read my fortune
Cast your dice, divine my fate
I just want to know I have one
Tell me that it’s not too late for

Chorus:
A little seconde hand faith
A line upon my palm that I can just erase
‘Cause I need to believe in a hierarchic grace
I can do without a book I’ll never read
Second hand faith is all I need

I will pay toi for your trouble
I will pay toi for your time
Steal my wallet charge me double
All I’ve come for is a sign
Is there someone who can help me
Up...
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posted by xangelx
Mad girl
Can toi believe
What they’ve done to you?
Wouldn’t they stop
When toi asked them to leave toi alone
In all your faerie tales
How did the prince say he loved you?
How did your father die?
Was he a good man?
Maybe someday you’ll know

The beginning and the end
Much closer than they seem
Death is but a dream, I know
Dolls were meant to throw away
All broken and bent from petty play
My friend in this world
Is a bottle of nothing
Still I fly
Still I fall

Mad girl
Can toi believe
What they’ve done to you?
Wouldn’t they stop
When toi asked them to leave toi alone
In all your faerie tales
How did the prince...
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posted by xangelx
How do I save toi from a fate so sweet
As being torn to pieces par a loving hand
How do I save toi from a voice so soft
As that which acquiesces to your each demand
How do I look upon the eyes I love
And send them down this path, I know it isn’t right
How do I make toi realize my love
That there is plus to fear than strangers in the night

Chorus:
How do I save you
How do I set toi free
Behind the curtain waits a darker world
If I can’t make toi leave
How can I save toi from me

I think you’ve had enough experience
To differentiate between a cœur, coeur of gold
And what toi berceau, station d’accueil in your gentle arms
Can toi not recognize a soul already sold
How do I save toi from the things I’ve been
I can’t deny the past, it’s written on my face
How do I save toi from the mess you’re in
When I can’t make toi leave this torturous embrace

Chorus
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