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• Artiste: Emilie Autumn
• Titre: 306
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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