Emilie Autumn The Art of Suicide Letras:
The art of suicide, nightgowns and hair
Curls flying every which way
The pain too pure to hide
Bridges of sighs
Meant to conceal lover's 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 life
Why live a life

The art of suicide, pretty and clean
Conveys a theatrical scene
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 painted with pity and
sadness and strife
Why dream a dream
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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 where the
people are disturbed
Well they should be disturbed
Because there's a story
that ought to be heard
Life is not like 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 anymore
The world is full of singers
We don't need anymore
The world is full of lovers
We don't need anymore
Letras: The Art of Suicide Emilie Autumn [final]