Emilie je americká zpěvačka, houslistka a také módní návrhářka ( své modely si vyrábí sama). Svůj hudební styl sama nazvala jako "victoriandustrial" , dal by se to charakterizovat jako alternativní elektronika s gothic rockem, punkem i...
Píseň: Gaslight
- Interpret:
- Emilie Autumn
- Album:
- Fight Like A Girl
The wheels are turning, broken machinery, it grinds below us and all around I see the crooked ceilings, the old familiar halls, the dirty paper that’s covering the walls. The shattered staircase, the bed I’m bleeding in, we’ve tried to fight this but we can never win. And in the gaslight that brings both life and death if it’s like the last night this could be my last breath. And so I hold tight to any hand I see but nothing’s alright, they’re always watching me. And no one´s coming, coming to take me home… He takes my picture although I don’t know why, his hands are shaking although I see him try to look collected, he thinks it doesn’t show, we are connected but what he doesn’t know Is when the guards come to take me away I will be tortured until the break of day. He’s at the window, he’s always looking down as we are beaten. How can this fucking town not know what’s happening to all the little girls? They’ve got the pirate, they’re cutting off her curls And she is screaming, they won’t leave her alone and I am dreaming of joys I’ve never known. At least I’m breathing, at least I have my wits but when the cart comes, who’s buried in the pits? Below my window, I hear a horse go by and in the next cell an inmate starts to cry. We try our best though to quiet down the fuss. We know tomorrow it could be one of us.
Fight Like A Girl
11. Gaslight