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Take Flight
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Computers are sometime sour friends... but not usually with me, for music...
orin drake nightshade fen
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All the good things that being a bitch can bring.
After eight years in a tiny town in Idaho, ten more years in a small religious town in northern Arizona, one severe mental breakdown (and one small one), and a whole bunch of weird yet somehow fun stuff in-between, Orin needed to bust out. But pay no attention to her, she's just the one behind the real start--Nightshade, a Fender Stratocaster with a winning bitch attitude that almost rivals Orin's. Alright, so people who write about themselves in the third person are kinda creepy. But what more do you want from me? A website? Okay. Stop by http://www.sephain.com for a fun time... or something. There's always more info and music at http://www.geocities.com/wickedorinmusic/orinmusic.html as well.
Song Info
Genre
Rock Rock General
Charts
Peak #1,354
Peak in subgenre #315
Author
Orin Drake
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Orin Drake
Uploaded
August 17, 2004
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MP3 2.0 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
This damn song took way, way too long to come into being. But that's pretty much my own fault, so hey. The lyrics are from about six years ago(!), and I did have the guitar part for a couple of months... but of course I got it into my head that I should try to use the computer as much as possible in the production. No, I don't know why. I'm obviously a bit of a masochist, what can I say. And then I had it!!! And then the effects pedal broke. So that one pushed me back until finally I sat the hell down in front of the computer, got the intro down, recorded the rest, then the vocals, got the outtro, and boom. Here ya go. Yeah, the voice needs work, but I kind of like the raw, tired quality. So... neener, ye naysayers.
Lyrics
Shut the door, you're in control Close your eyes, you're on a roll The time is right, now take your stand Precious souls are in demand The time is right Terror stalks the night Take your wings Destroy your precious things Don't try to run You can't get away Mental health is running stray Now sit right back And give on in Find your vengeful self again The time is right Terror stalks the night Take your wings Destroy your precious things
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