Let It Die lyrics - Emilie Autumn
Ahem
Could we get some tea?
No?
Please?
What about...
What about Vodka?
Brandy?
Alright, Brandy it is, thank you
This is your mission
Should you choose to accept it
Well, I hope that you do
This is your story
Should you choose to remember
Well, I hope that it's true
I've finally a reason
To let it die, let it die
You've given me a reason
To let it die
Let it die
Like all the words irrelevant and clean
Like all the girls before me, have you seen
Somebody walking back from Hell on their own
Well, I hope that you do
Why are we talking
As if you didn't know
Well, they know about you
I've finally a reason
To let it die, let it die
You've given me a reason
To let it die
Let it die
Like all the words irrelevant and strange
Like some ancient Prokofieff arrangement
This is your mission
Should you choose to accept it
Well, I hope that you do
This is your army
And they're all right behind you
Yes, they're all right with you
Let it die
Let it die
Let it die
Portraits lyrics - Emilie Autumn
(from "The Asylum" soundtrack)
I can tell the truth
All I want to tell is the truth
I hope someday to capture people
As they are
I can make things change
I believe it's possible to change
They only have to want to change, to see
To recognize how far we have to go
People have to see, I could help them know
Through a picture of a person in a far-off land
Through showing that the world is more than where we stand
Through sharing though the task at hand is more than what we planned
If they see a face
Not a portrait, just a face
Then they'll want to help
Then they'll want to heal
I can make it real
But all they want is portraits
And all I want is truth
People have to know, I can make things change
If I tell the truth
You, you are the truth
Through a picture of a person in a far-off land
Through showing that the world is more than where we stand
Through sharing what we have to share is more than what we planned
So much more
You are a terribly real thing
In a terribly false world
And that I believe is why you are in
Such pain
The Passenger lyrics - Emilie Autumn
(originally by Iggy Pop)
I am a passenger and I ride, and I ride
I ride through the city's backsides
I see the stars come out of the sky
Yeah, they're bright in a hollow sky
You know it looks so good tonight
I am the passenger, I stay under glass
I look through my window so bright
I see the stars come out tonight
I see the bright and hollow sky
Over the city's ripped back sky
And everything looks good tonight
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la, la la
Get into the car, we'll be the passenger
We'll ride through the city tonight
See the city's ripped backsides
We'll see the bright and hollow sky
We'll see the stars that shine so bright
The sky was made for us tonight
Oh, the passenger how, how he rides
Oh, the passenger he rides and he rides
He looks through his window
What does it see?
He sees the silent hollow sky
He sees the stars come out tonight
He sees the city's ripped backsides
He sees the winding ocean drive
And everything was made for you and me
All of it was made for you and me
'Cause it just belongs to you and me
So let's take a ride and see what's mine
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la, la la
Oh, the passenger he rides and he rides
He sees things from under glass
He looks through his window's eye
He sees the things that he knows are his
He sees the bright and hollow sky
He sees the city asleep at night
He sees the stars are out tonight
And all of it is yours and mine
And all of it is yours and mine
So let's ride and ride and ride and ride
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la, la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la, la la
Let's take a ride
Let's take a ride
Let's take a ride and see what's mine
We Have Instructions lyrics - (performed as Emilie, Guards, Nurses, Head Nurse)
We have instruction, we don't ask question
We do our job, we don't think twice
If she messed up, enough to be
Here she deserves, to pay the price
She seems quite lucid, she's cooperative
And rather well-behaved
She made a serious attempt
She was depressed, she was depraved
You mean I can't keep my own clues?
Just one book, I'll need something to read
Why am I being treated like everyone else
When my medication is all that I need?
This is crazy, I didn't hurt anyone else
But myself, which I firmly believe to be my right to do
But see, now that I've said that, you'll keep me here
I suspect several more hours than seventy-two
She's run more patients, that one pathetic
Worthless girl, not worth the fuss
She wastes our time and she's unique
She's fun to look at, that's a plus
This can't possibly be what my shrink meant for me
Can I call him and tell him there's been some mistake?
Is the guard with the gun making sure I don't run
Really touching my ass, God, I'm starting to shake
Yet she is hiding something dangerous
We will soon become aware
What has she done? We have no clue
And if we're honest, we don't care
What if I was crazy as they seem to think?
What if I can't be trusted with even a pen?
What if my only hope is surrender of body and mind
To the care of these men?
I will not cry, I'll fight somehow
To take what I can take from this experiment
So at least I fucking found
I will not fight, I will allow
I am committed, take me home
Notebook
Who's A Little Leech? lyrics - (performed as Dr. Lymer & Emily)
[Dr. Lymer:]
A superior creature!
A gift from the gods to the mad
The desperate, deathly despondent, disgustingly sad
Disappointed, and down on their luck
Whose distinguishing feature
And why I am protectively clad
Is, no, not the three sets of teeth that could pierce the hide
Of an African elephant
Rather more relephant
Is the magnificent, truly spectacular
Marvelous, hardly believable
And unachievable by any other conceivable parasite:
The unearthly ability to simply suck!
Who's a darling?
Who's a dear?
Who's a little blind?
But you never mind
For your papa is here
Who's a little miracle
And proof empirical
Of heaven above?
Who's a little leech?
Who's a little peach?
Who's a little love?
Look! Some luscious juicy veins!
Take a little bite
Whatever will delight
All your thirty-two brains
Who's a little sanguivorously carnivorous?
Please, don't bite my glove!
Who's a little leech?
Who's a little peach?
Who's a little love?
Wiggle wiggle wiggle...
Willingly, and rather thrillingly
I watch you writhing as you wait
Wanting only what you so rightly deserve
Man! Won't you hold her down more tightly!
I might have hit some sort of nerve
No, no, wait, get the plate!
Bless my soul, grab the bowl
And the salt!
[Emily:]
What is that for?
Stop! You're killing it!
[Dr. Lymer:]
God damn you, you're spilling it!
She is most particularly filled with demon blood
The cause of every ill
Let's bleed the bitch until
She's drained of every bloody drop!
There we are
Jar...
Who's a wondrous little worm?
Here's a fleshy slice
Doesn't that look nice?
Oh, you're sweet when you squirm
Isn't it divine that what you like to dine upon
Is what we've got plenty of?
Who's a little leech?
Who's a little peach?
Who's a little love?
Wiggle woo...
You are exotic, and aquatic
Did you know they're imported from France?
Fancy fancy France, fancy France!
Once they were British
The queen's loyal subjects
But nobody objects to foreign romance!
Still, although they're hermaphrodites
Self-reproducible
Supply can't keep up with demand
Now her hand...
Thus I felt it was right
That I make them reusable
Servant! The scissors!
Now watch, this is grand!
When she's pliant and pale
And he's full to exceeding
I cut of his tail so that
He can keep feeding
And feeding and feeding and feeding and feeding
And she can keep bleeding and bleeding and bleeding and...
Yes!
Yes!
Yes!
Who's a darling?
Who's a dear?
Utterly humane
Friend to the insane
From Ophelia to King Lear
And if you could speak
I'd surely hear you squeak
"Dear Doctor Lymer, I love you too!"
Who's a little leech?
Here's a little clue:
Who's a little peach?
It's a little you!
Who's a little diamond
Slithery and slimy
Dearest little dove?
Who's a little love!
You might feel a little pinch
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