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This is a song about domestic violence- how we often end up like the people we watch when we are growing up.
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Original sounding mp3's, hand designed for your listening pleasure by a girl from scratch - insanity induced inspirations about real life suituations. Have a li
Supraliminal Jane is an Independant artist from Halifax, Nova Scotia Canada who has been writing, singing, playing, recording and producing her own music for more than 10 years. With a wide range of musical influences behind her, 'Supraliminal Jane' music is versatile, interesting music, that could almost be called folk-punk-electronica. With meaningful, well thought-out lyrics, beautiful vocal melodies and harmonies, its a wonder she lives in the poorhouse!
Song Info
Genre
Electronic • Dance
Charts
#4,505 in subgenre Peak #23
Charts
Peak #356
Author
Andrea Dellio
Rights
Plaine Jane Music 2001
Uploaded
August 06, 2002
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
This song was written after the father of my first child and I had our final battle so to speak. Nobody won.
Lyrics
Louise And he is pushing your children away, while you stand by with nothing to say. He's abused his power in every way. You wern't a strong woman, you'd crumble and fade. Did you care only after they'd run away. Did you beleive that you went the right way? Weren't you aware of all the abuse that you'd face, I'm praying to God that your minds not so empty. So empty, it's empty here Louise. Your empty. So empty. oh, empty, sad, Louise. Raised on fairy-tales you swallowed the lies. LEading you blindly into compromise. No prince charming will tear down the bricks of your cell. The only one who might save you would be yourself. From empty. It's empty here Louise. Your empty. So empty. Oh, empty, sad, Louise. Let's end it full circle, intollerance grows. No one can help you if nobody knows. The scilence is deadly, the lambs have been lurred, I'll take my freedom and I will endure. The empty. The empty seems a blur. The empty, the empty, the empty I've endured. -end-
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