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Emilie Autumn – Opheliac

Opheliac

01. Opheliac
02. Swallow
03. Liar
04. The art of suicide
05. I want my innocence back
06. Misery loves company
07. God help me
08. Shalott
09. Gothic lolita
10. Dead is the new alive
11. I know where you sleep
12. Let the record show
13. Dominant
14. 306
15. Thank god I’m pretty
16. Marry me

Opheliac

I’m your Opheliac
I’ve been so disillusioned
I know you’d take me back
But still I feign confusion
I couldn’t be your friend
My world was to unstable
You might have seen the end
But you were never able
To keep me breathing
As the water rises up again
Before I slip away

You know the games I play and the words I say when I want my own way
You know the lies I tell when you’ve gone through hell and I say I can’t stay
You know how hard it can be to keep believing in me
When everything and everyone becomes my enemy
And when there’s nothing more you can do I’m gona blame it on you
It’s not the way I wana be
I only know that in the end you will see it’s the Opheliac in me…

It’s the Opheliac in me…

Im your Opheliac
My stalkings prove my virtue
I’m open to attack
But I don’t want to hurt you (hurt you)
Whether I swim or sink
That’s no concern of yours now
How could you possibly think
You had the power to know how to keep me breathing as the water rises up again
Before I slip away

You know the games I play and the words I say when I want my own way
You know the lies I tell when you’ve gone through hell and I say I can’t stay
You know how hard it can be to keep believing in me
When everything and everyone becomes my enemy
And when there’s nothing more you can do I’m gona blame it on you
It’s not the way I wana be
I only hope that in the end you will see it’s the Opheliac in me…
It’s the Opheliac in me

Studies show intelligent girls are more depressed
Because they know
That the world can lie
I don’t think for a bit they sit around and think every things gona be alright
They know who: sides, shadows; shapes, a devil, an angel; no in-between
She speaks in third person so that she can forget that she’s me
Doubt thou the stars on fire
Doubt thou the sun doth move
Doubt truth to be a liar
But never doubt

Doubt thou the stars on fire
Doubt thou the sun doth move
Doubt truth to be a liar
But never doubt

Doubt thou the stars on fire
Doubt thou the sun doth move
Doubt truth to be a liar
But never doubt
I love

You know the games I play and the words I say when I want my own way
You know the lies I tell when you’ve gone through hell and I say I cant stay

You know how hard it can be to keep believing in me
When everything and everyone becomes my enemy
And when there’s nothing more you can do I’m gona blame it on you
It’s not the way I wana be
I only hope that in the end you will see
But never doubt
You know the games I play and the words I say when I want my own way
You know the lies I tell when you’ve gone through hell and I say I can’t stay
You know how hard it can be to keep believing in me
When everything and everyone becomes my enemy
And when there’s nothing more you can do I’m gona blame it on you
It’s not the way I wana be
I only hope that in the end you will see

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Swallow

I’ll tell the truth: all of my songs
Are pretty much the fucking same
I’m not a faerie but I need
More than this life so I became
This creature representing more to you
Than just another girl
And if I had a chance to change my mind
I wouldn’t for the world
Twenty years
Sinking slowly
Can I trust you
But I don’t want to

I will swallow
If it will help my sea level go down
But I’ll come back to haunt you if I drown
I will swallow
If it will help my sea level go down
I’ll take a deep deep breath
But I’ll come back to haunt you if I drown

I don’t want to be a legend
Oh well that’s a god damned lie – I do
To say I do this for the people
I admit is hardly true
You tell me everything’s all right
As though it’s something you’ve been through
You think this torment is romantic
Well it’s not except to you
Twenty years
Sinking slowly
Can I trust you
But I don’t want to

I will swallow
If it will help my sea level go down
But I’ll come back to haunt you if I drown
I will swallow
If it will help my sea level go down
I’ll take a deep deep breath
But I’ll come back to haunt you if I drown

Low tide and high tea
The oysters are waiting for me
If I’m not there on time
I’ll send my emissary
If I photoshop you
Out of every picture I could
Go quietly quiet
But would that do any good
Will it hurt? No it won’t
Then what am I so afraid of
Filthy victorians
They made me what I’m made of
The brighter the light
The darker the shadow
I don’t need a minder
I’ve made up my mind
Go away

Twenty years
Sinking slowly
Can I trust you
But I don’t want to

I will swallow
If it will help my sea level go down
But I’ll come back to haunt you if I drown
I will swallow
If it will help my sea level go down
I’ll take a deep deep breath
But I’ll come back to haunt you if I drown

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Liar

I want to hold you to the sun
I want to be your faithful one
I want to show you all the beauty
You don’t even know you hold
I’m hurting you for your own good
I’d die for you – you know I would
I’d give up all my wealth
To buy you back the soul you never sold
I want to mix our blood
And put it in the ground
So you can never leave
I want to earn your trust
Your faith your heart
You’ll never be deceived

Liar Liar Liar Liar

I want to heal you pretty sweet
I’ll throw rose petals at your feet
I’ll spend eternity
Comparing all my poetry to yours
I want to see love through your eyes
You’ll never have to compromise
I’ll give up all my fame
To fight your demons and your bloody wars
I want to mix our blood
And put it in the ground
So you can never leave
I want to earn your trust
Your faith your heart
You’ll never be deceived

Are you suffering?
Are you suffering?
Are you suffering?
Are you suffering?
Are you suffering?
Show me your suffering
I want your beautiful suffering
I want to see your pain
Are you suffering?
Show me your suffering
I want your beautiful suffering
I want it
I want it

I want to mix our blood
And put it in the ground
So you can never leave
I want to earn your trust
Your faith your heart
You’ll never be deceived
I want to mix our blood
And put it in the ground
So you can never leave
I want to earn your trust
Your faith your heart
You’ll never be deceived

Liar Liar Liar Liar

I want to mix our blood
And put it in the ground
So you can never leave

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The art of suicide

The art of suicide, nightgowns and hair
Curls flying every which-way
The fate too pure to hide
Ridges of size
Meant to conceal lovers lies

Under the arches of moonlight and sky
Suddenly easy to contemplate why
Why
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 lie
Why live a lie

The art of suicide, gritty and clean
Conveys a theatrical scene
Alas, I’ve gone she cried
Veins displayed
Melodramatically laid

Under the arches of moonlight and sky
Suddenly easy to contemplate why
Why
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 lie
Why live a lie

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 lie
Why live a lie
Why live a lie
Why live a lie

Life is not like a gloomy Sunday
With a second ending where the people are disturbed
Well they should be disturbed
Because there’s a story that ought to be heard

Life is not like a gloomy Sunday
With a second ending where the people are disturbed
Well they should be disturbed
Because there’s a lesson that really ought to be learned

The world is full of poets
We don’t need any more
The world is full of singers
We don’t need any more
The world is full of lovers
We don’t need any more

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I want my innocence back

I want my innocence back
And if you can’t give it to me
I will cut you down
And I will run you through
With the dagger you sharpened
On my body and soul
Before you slit me in two
And then devoured me whole

I want my innocence back
I want my innocence back
I want my innocence back

I want my innocence back
And if you can’t pacify me
I will break your bones
You think I’m bluffing, just try me
I will never forget
The words you used to ensnare me
Till my dying day
You’ll suffer for this, I swear (I swear)

I want my innocence back
I want my innocence back
I want my innocence back

And I demand
You put my heart back in my hand
And wipe it clean
From the mess you made of me
And I require
You make me free from this desire
And when you leave, I’d better be the innocent
I used to be

I want my innocence back
I want my innocence back
I want my innocence back

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Misery loves company

It’s not the time
It’s not the place
I’m just another pretty face
So don’t come any closer
You’re not the first
You’re not the last
How many more?
Don’t even ask
You’re one more dead composer

Do I need you?
Yes and no
Do I want you?
Maybe so
You’re getting warm
You’re getting warm
You’re getting warmer, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Did you plan this all along
Did you care if it was wrong
Who’s getting warmer now
That I’m gone

Misery loves company
And company loves more
More loves everybody else
But hell is others

I’m not for you
You’re not for me
I’ll kill you first
You wait and see
You devil undercover
You’re not a prince
You’re not a friend
You’re just a child
And in the end
You’re one more selfish lover

Do I need you?
Yes and no
Do I want you?
Maybe so
You’re getting warm
You’re getting warm
You’re getting warmer, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Did you plan this all along
Did you care if it was wrong
Who’s getting warmer now
That I’m gone

Misery loves company
And company loves more
More loves everybody else
But hell is others

You’re so easy to read
But the book is boring me
You’re so easy to read
But the book is boring me
You’re so easy to read
But the book is boring
Boring boring boring boring
Boring boring me

Pray for me
If you want to
Pray for me
If you care
Pray for me
If you want to
Pray for me
If you dare
Pray for me
If you want to
Pray for me
If you care
Pray for me
If you want to
Pray for me you fucker
If you fucking dare

Misery loves company
And company loves more
More loves everybody else
But hell is others

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God help me

God help me,
I don’t see how I can live this way
And I don’t know why he’s touching me
Won’t you shine in my direction and help me?
Won’t you lend me your protection and help me?

God help me
Believe me, this wasn’t what I wanted
But no, I can’t leave, he’s got me
Won’t you shine in my direction and help me?
Won’t you lend me your protection and help me?

Am I guilty or am I just waiting around
For the tide to come in so the truth can come out
If I had a dollar for every time
I repented the sin and commit the same crime
I’d be sitting on top of the world today
I’d be sitting on top of the world today

God, God help me
Just maybe I’ll learn to help myself
Speak to me, don’t leave me, he’s burning me
Won’t you shine in my direction and help me?
Won’t you lend me your protection and help me?

Places, everyone, this is a test
Throw your stones, do your damage, your worst
And your best, all the world is a judge
But that doesn’t compare to what I do to myself
When you’re not there
And if I had a dollar for every time
I repented the sin and commit the same crime
I’d be sitting on top of the world today
I’d be sitting on top of the world today

Don’t make me choose, I’ve got too much to lose
Don’t make me choose, I’ve got too much to lose
Don’t make me choose, I’ve got too much to lose
Don’t make me choose, I’ve got too much to fucking lose!

For I am with you, and also with You
I am with you, and also with You

God help me

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Shalott

She’s locked up with a spinning wheel
She can’t recall what it was like to feel
She says “This room is gonna be my grave
and there is no one who can save me”
She sits down to her coloured thread
She knows lovers wakening 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

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 day I will surely die
And a tear
And a tear for I’ve been told
That I’ll die before I’m old
And the wind I know it’s cold”

She looks up to the mirrored glass
She sees a handsome horse and rider pass
She says “that’s man gonna be my death
‘Cause he is all I ever wanted in my life
And I know he doesn’t know my name
And that all the girls are all the same to him
But still I’ve got to get out of this place
‘Cause I don’t think I can face another night
Where I’m half sick of shadows
And I can’t see the sky
Everyone else can watch as the tide comes in
So why can’t I

But there’s willow trees
And little breezes, waves, and walls, and flowers
And there’s moonlight every single night
As I’m looked in these towers
So I’ll meet my death
But with my last breath I’ll sing to him I love
and he’ll see my face in another place”
And with that the glass above her

Cracked into a million bits
And she cried out “So the story fits
But then I could have guessed it all along
‘Cause now some drama queen is gonna write a song for me”
She went down to her little boat
And she broke the chains and began to float away
And as the blood froze in her veins she said
“Well then that explains a thing or two
‘Cause I know I’m the cursed one
I know I’m meant to die
Everyone else can watch as their dreams untie
So why can’t I

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Gothic lolita

How old are you?
I’m older than you’ll ever be
I’ve been dead a thousand years
And lived only two or three
I don’t mind telling you
My life was ended by your hand
The kind of murder where nobody dies
But I don’t suppose you’d understand
(Call off the search
We’ve found her)

If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won’t arrest you
The world won’t detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn’t do
I’m Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I’m not even legal
I’m just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it’s my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita

Thank you, kind sirs
You’ve made me what I am today
A bundle of broken nerves
A mouthful of words
I’m still afraid to say
I don’t mind telling you
Now that I’m old enough to love
I couldn’t begin to even if
My pretty life depended on it
And funny thing, it does
(Call off the search
We’ve found her)

If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won’t arrest you
The world won’t detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn’t do
I’m Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I’m not even legal
I’m just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it’s my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita

I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream

I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your worst nightmare
Now scream

If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won’t arrest you
The world won’t detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn’t do
I’m Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I’m not even legal
I’m just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it’s my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita

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Dead is the new alive

Dead is the new alive
Despair’s the new survival
A pointless point of view
Give in, give in, give in, give in
You play the game
You’ll never win

Dead is the new alive
Life’s only living rival
A casket built for two
Give in, give in, give in, give in
You play the game
You’ll never win

So take me now or take me never
I won’t wait
You’re already late
So say goodbye or say forever
Choose your fate
How else can we survive?
Dead is the new alive

Dead is the new alive
A gothic play revival
The last act of the show
Give in, give in, give in, give in
You play the game
You never win

So take me now or take me never
I won’t wait
You’re already late
So say goodbye or say forever
Choose your fate
How else can we survive?
Dead is the new alive

What is a day without a blessed night?
And what is peace without a blessed fight?
What is a day without a blessed night?
And what is peace without a blessed, blessed, blessed fight?
A quick taste of the poison, a quick twist of the knife
When the obsession with death
The obsession with death becomes a way of life
A quick taste of the poison, a quick twist of the knife
When the obsession with death
The obsession with death becomes a way of life

Alive, alive alive
Oh oh oh oh oh
Alive, alive, alive
Oh oh oh oh oh
Alive, alive, alive
Oh oh oh oh oh
Alive, alive, alive
Oh oh oh oh oh
Dead is the new alive
Alive, alive alive
Dead is the new alive
Alive, alive alive
Alive
Dead is the new alive
Alive
Dead is the new alive
Dead is the new alive
Dead is the new alive
Dead is the new alive
Dead is the new alive
Dead is the new alive
Dead is the new alive
Dead is the new alive
(Dead is the new alive)

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I know where you sleep

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

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

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

I know
The illness behind the image you create
I know
The tedious need to turn all you love into hate
You poor pathetic paranoid
Is 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 stage
You can crawl from your cage
You can search and destroy
You 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 laid
Dream you stole
I know the bed in the room in the wall
In the house where you got what you wanted and ruined it all
I know the secrets that you keep
I know where you sleep

Sleep
Sleep
Sleep

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

You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
You can lie to the papers
You 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 love 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

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

I’m wishing you the best of luck
And by the way
(Your poetry sucks)
I’m wishing you the best of luck
And by the way
(Your poetry sucks)
I’m wishing you the best of luck
And by the way (Your poetry sucks)
I’m wishing you the best of luck
And by the way

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Let the record show

Learning tricks with absent guile
Reeling in your crooked smile
Why did I turn to you?
I wanted a hand to pour my heart into
And now I bump my grind through another night
Lose my mind in another fight
Why did I turn to you?
I gave you the chance to prove the rumors true
And now I’m paying with my, paying with my life
I’m paying with my life, my life, my life

So let the record show
That you murdered me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don’t think no one understands
It happens every day

Looking life like a burlesque show
Get them off and they’ll let you go
Why did I turn to you?
I only turned out to be just one more girl you slew
And now I bump my grind for another
Lose my mind in another
Why, why, why, why?
I gave you the chance to prove the rumors true
And now I’m paying with my, paying with my life
I’m paying with my life, my life, my life

So let the record show
That you murdered me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don’t think no one understands
It happens every day

You’re jealous, oh
You’re jealous, why?
It’s a simple excuse for a complex crime
So write this on your soul
But don’t waste my time

If I’m going down
Then I’m doing down good
If I’m going down
Then I’m going down clean
If I’m going down
Then I’m going down the prettiest broken girl you’ve ever seen
If I’m going down
Then I’m going down good
If I’m going down
Then I’m going down clean
If I’m going down
Then I’m going the prettiest wretched whore you’ve ever seen

While I breathe
I’ve got no evidence to prove my end
And so you’ll walk away?
Nope, wrong again

So let the record show
That you murdered me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don’t think no one understands
It happens every day

You’re jealous, oh
You’re jealous, why?
It’s a simple excuse for a complex crime
So write this on your soul

And let it show
That you murdered me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don’t think no one understands
It happens every day

You’re jealous, oh
You’re jealous, why?
It’s a simple excuse for a complex crime
So write this on your soul
But don’t waste my time

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306

Three hundred and six
In only six years
If it was an accident
Where are the tears?
I am still unidentified
Behind the cathedral
Is where my body hides
But I’m not inside
Just one of sixteen
In early one day
If it was a game
Why couldn’t I play?
I am the abandoner
But still I remain
And my frozen pulse quickens
As the black plot thickens

Like the story I heard
A lifetime ago
Where a girl (and this is funny)
Took her life
And what she doesn’t know
Is how long it takes for the water to rise
And the breath to stop fighting
And the cold to close her eyes

Morality plays
On stages of sin
The easy way out
Or the easy way in
I am still overglorified
My reasons to live
Were my reasons to die
But at least they were mine
Now I’m freedom unbound
Cut the laces of life
The pistol
The poison
The noose
Or the knife
I have chosen my instrument
And said no goodbyes
And my frozen pulse quickens
As the black plot thickens

Like the story I heard
A lifetime ago
Where a girl (and this is funny)
Took her life
And what she doesn’t know
Is how long it takes for the water to rise
And the breath to stop fighting
And the cold to close her eyes

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Thank god I’m pretty

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 rend a grown man 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 merely brought on by myself
Though the cops would come for someone else
I’m blessed
I’m truly privilaged to look this good without clothes on
Which only means that when I sing you’re jerking off
And when I’m gone you won’t remember
Thank God I’m pretty

Thank you God
Oh, lord
Thank you God
Oh, oh and when a gaggle of faces appears around me
It’s lucky I hate to be taken seriously
I think my ego would fall right through the cracks in the floor
If I couldn’t count on men to slap my ass anymore
I know my destiny’s such, that I’m all stocking and curl
So everybody thinks that I’m a fucking suicide girl

Thank you God
For the occasional champagne 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 rend a grown man 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
Thank God
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you God!

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Marry me

Marry me, he said, through his rotten teeth, bad breath, and then
Marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd, but when
I was in his bed, and my father had sold me
I knew I hadn’t any choice, hushed my voice, did what any girl would do and
When I’m beheaded at least I was wedded
And when I am buried at least I was married
I’ll hide my behavior with wine as my savior

But, oh, what beautiful things I’ll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I’m lucky to share his bed
Especially since I’ll soon be dead

Marry me, he said, god, he’s ugly, but fortune is ours
Running in the gardens enjoying men, women, and flowers
Then I break a glass and I slit my own innermost thigh
So that I can pretend that I’m menstru…well, unavailable
My life is arranged but this union’s deranged
So I’ll fuck who I choose for I’ve nothing to lose
And when master’s displeased I’ll be down on my knees again

Oh, what beautiful things I’ll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I’m lucky to share his bed
Especially since I’ll soon be dead

When dining on peacock I know I won’t swallow
Through balls, births, and bridge games I know what will follow
We’re coupled together through hell, hurt, and hunger
Or at least until husband finds someone younger
Yes, fertilization is part of my station
I laugh as he drabs me in anticipation
Of sons who will run things when I’m under covers
But whose children are they? Why, mine and my lover’s!

But, oh, what beautiful things I’ll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I’m lucky to share his bed
Especially since I’ll soon be dead
What beautiful things I’ll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
I’m lucky to share his bed
So why do I wish I was…

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Work in progress... not home!
Trying to get all/most of the new code working before I start on the eyecandy.