I Know Where You Sleep Instrumental and Backing...
This is the backing track/instrumental for 'I (More) This is the backing track/instrumental for 'I Know Where You Sleep' by Emilie Autumn I made this with Audacity, please DO NOT copy! If you would like this as a mp3 file, go to snipmp3 and convert it. If you use this media in a video of your own, please give me some credit. If you like, you can me the link, I'd love to see it! :D Enjoy! Lyrics: 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 loved 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 (Less)