The Art of Suicide lyrics
The Art of Suicide lyrics
The art of suicide, nightgowns and hair,
Curls flying every which where.
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...
Under the arches of moonlight and sky
Suddenly easy to contemplate why
Why
Why live a lie
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, pretty and clean,
Conveys a theatrical scene:
"Alas, I'm gone!" she cried.
Ankles displayed
Melodramatically laid
Under the arches of moonlight and sky
Suddenly easy to contemplate why
Why
Why live a lie
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
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
- Artist:Emilie Autumn
- Album:Opheliac (2006)