This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
How old are you?
I'm older than you'll ever be
I've been dead a thousand years
And lived only two or three
I don't mind telling you
My life was ended by your hand
The kind of murder where nobody dies
But I don't suppose you'd understand
If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do
I'm Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it's my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita
Thank you, kind sirs
You've made me what I am today
A bundle of broken nerves
A mouthful of words
I'm still afraid to say
I don't mind telling you
Now that I'm old enough to love
I couldn't begin to even if
My pretty life depended on it
And funny thing, it does
If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do
I'm Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it's my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your worst nightmare
Now scream
If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do
I'm Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it's my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita
I'm older than you'll ever be
I've been dead a thousand years
And lived only two or three
I don't mind telling you
My life was ended by your hand
The kind of murder where nobody dies
But I don't suppose you'd understand
If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do
I'm Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it's my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita
Thank you, kind sirs
You've made me what I am today
A bundle of broken nerves
A mouthful of words
I'm still afraid to say
I don't mind telling you
Now that I'm old enough to love
I couldn't begin to even if
My pretty life depended on it
And funny thing, it does
If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do
I'm Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it's my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your anti-American dream
I am your sugar
I am your cream
I am your worst nightmare
Now scream
If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
By an army of little girls
The law won't arrest you
The world won't detest you
You never did anything
Any man wouldn't do
I'm Gothic Lolita
And you are a criminal
I'm not even legal
I'm just a dead little girl
But ruffles and laces
And candy sweet faces
Directed your furtive hand
I perfectly understand
So it's my fault?
No, Gothic Lolita
Lyrics submitted by Sparkle_motion
Gothic Lolita Lyrics as written by Emilie Autumn
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
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From Emilie Autumns webjournal:
Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2004 2:41 am Post subject: Gothic Lolita, Round 2
So I'm home tonight finishing the lyrics for a song on my upcoming "Opheliac" album entitled "Gothic Lolita." Oddly enough, it's not about the fashion, though I am a huge fan of that as well (duh), but rather about the real thing, if you know wheat I mean. Really, what's more "gothic" than a child who grows up dead because of emotional murder at the hands of hapless pedophiles? Autobiographical? Well, sure, but find me a little girl who hasn't been fucked around with by some professor or other and I'll turn a rat into a bouquet of tea roses, I'm not so fucking special. So I'm having a bit of a hard time with it I don't mind saying, or maybe I do, because songs generally come so very easily to me, like trains of thought that happen to magically rhyme - not boasting a bit, because there's plenty of shit I'm bad at, like driving cars for example. So it really traumatizes me when the songs don't come easily because of some stupid block or because I'm subconsciously denying that any of this ever happened. Writing this song puts me into a really foul mood too. Time for some wine and soy cheese.
That ought to settle it, no?
The kind of murder where nobody dies seems to relate to loss of innocence. As a victim of sexual abuse where my abuser was never blamed this song is gorgeous to me. Emilie's just so sarcastic about it all. ' I /perfectly/ understand. So it's /my/ fault?' And the constant little dig she gives 'You never did anything any man wouldn't do...' It's also sad though because it shows her being left 'a bundle of broken nerves' and that mouth full of words she'll never say is obviously 'he raped me and I couldn't do a thing about it.' If you listen to the Opheliac Companion Album (Basically the commentry (This songs commentry is 96 minutes something long)) She goes on to explain that it is about her. It is about what she's been through, and the fact that Lolita is seen as dressing up as almost dead little girls links to dead innocence.
this song to me sounds like a girl who was raped or sexually asulted as a child
It seems like it's mostly based on the story of Lolita, a twelve year old girl who was kidnapped and abused by a middle-aged man called Humbert Humbert in a book actually called 'Lolita' by Vladimir Nabokov.
This song is what made me read Lolita, actaully...
unfortunately i know this story too well.... touching lyrics. i don't like the song but lyrics are almost too honest...
sexual abuse kills. it really does. then one day you wake up, see you have grown up and completely dead inside.
This song reminds me of a manga I read where a paedophille got into a realtionship with a girl of consenting age (just), but she acted and thought like a child (possibly mentally handicapped). Through this, he basically had the opportunity of legal paedophillia:
'Then you are a criminal And you should be killed By an army of little girls The law won't arrest you The world won't detest you You never did anything Any man wouldn't do'
Emilie Autumn was sexually abused, and this is a song about her experiences. It's a disturbing but truthful look at being the victim of sexual abuse.
im pretty sure this song's autobiographical, i read the thing too about her saying 'a fellow rape victim' :/ poor thing
Most of you have already interpreted this song as I see it, but I wanted to say I think Gothic Lolita is referring to Emilie herself as the gothic version of Lolita - she was in the same situation as Lolita, and she's gothic. Yeah.