This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Turning tricks with absent guile
Reeling in your crooked smile
Why did I turn to you
I only
Wanted a hand to pour my heart into
And now I
Bumb my grin through anouther night
Lose my my mind in anouther fight
Why did I turn to you
I only
Gave you a chance
To prove the rumors true
And now I'm
Paying with my
Paying with my life
I'm paying with my life
My life
My life
So let the record show
That you murdered me
In your coldest blood
With your
Own two hands
Don't think no one understands
It happens everyday
Working life like a burlesque show
Get them off
And they'll let you go
Why did I turn to you
I only
Turned out to be
One more girl you slew
And now I
Bumb my grind
In anouther
Lose my mind
In anouther
Why
Why
Why
Why
I only
Gave you a chance
To prove the rumors true
And now
I'm paying with my
Paying with my life
I'm paying with my life
My life
My life
So let the record show
That you murdered me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don't think no one understands
It happens everyday
Your jelouse
Oh
Your jelouse
Why
It's a simple excuse
For a complex crime
So write this on your soul
Or don't waste my time
If I'm going down
Then I'm going down good
I'm going down
Then I'm going down clean
I'm going down
Then I'm going
The prettiest broken girl
That you've ever seen
If I'm going down
Then I'm going down good
I'm going down
Then I'm going down clean
I'm going down
Then I'm going
The prettiest wretched whore
That you've ever seen
And while I breath
I know I've got no way
To prove my end
And so you'll walk away
Nope! wrong again
So let the record show
That you murderd me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don't think no one understands
It happens everyday
Your jelouse
Oh
Your jelouse
Why
It's a simple excuse
For a complex crime
So write this on your soul
And let it show
That you murderd me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don't think no one understands
It happens everyday
Your jelouse
Oh
Your jelouse
Why
It's a simple excuse
For a complex crime
So write this on your soul
Or don't waste my time
Reeling in your crooked smile
Why did I turn to you
I only
Wanted a hand to pour my heart into
And now I
Bumb my grin through anouther night
Lose my my mind in anouther fight
Why did I turn to you
I only
Gave you a chance
To prove the rumors true
And now I'm
Paying with my
Paying with my life
I'm paying with my life
My life
My life
So let the record show
That you murdered me
In your coldest blood
With your
Own two hands
Don't think no one understands
It happens everyday
Working life like a burlesque show
Get them off
And they'll let you go
Why did I turn to you
I only
Turned out to be
One more girl you slew
And now I
Bumb my grind
In anouther
Lose my mind
In anouther
Why
Why
Why
Why
I only
Gave you a chance
To prove the rumors true
And now
I'm paying with my
Paying with my life
I'm paying with my life
My life
My life
So let the record show
That you murdered me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don't think no one understands
It happens everyday
Your jelouse
Oh
Your jelouse
Why
It's a simple excuse
For a complex crime
So write this on your soul
Or don't waste my time
If I'm going down
Then I'm going down good
I'm going down
Then I'm going down clean
I'm going down
Then I'm going
The prettiest broken girl
That you've ever seen
If I'm going down
Then I'm going down good
I'm going down
Then I'm going down clean
I'm going down
Then I'm going
The prettiest wretched whore
That you've ever seen
And while I breath
I know I've got no way
To prove my end
And so you'll walk away
Nope! wrong again
So let the record show
That you murderd me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don't think no one understands
It happens everyday
Your jelouse
Oh
Your jelouse
Why
It's a simple excuse
For a complex crime
So write this on your soul
And let it show
That you murderd me
In your coldest blood
With your own two hands
Don't think no one understands
It happens everyday
Your jelouse
Oh
Your jelouse
Why
It's a simple excuse
For a complex crime
So write this on your soul
Or don't waste my time
Lyrics submitted by umbrellaXbrigade, edited by Yulqui
Let The Record Show Lyrics as written by Emilie Autumn
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
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The first line is wrong. It should ne "Turning tricks with absent guile."
"Tricks" is slang for prostitution. I could definitely see the Jack the Ripper angle. But like borderline.lady said, what would the jealous line mean?
I also think the song could have something to do with serial killer Thomas Neill Cream, who would "date" prostitues and poison them on the dates.