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Tainted
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Some spoken sing-song kinda stuff, in a creepy sort of way with rock guitar... hard to explain.
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 #738
Peak in subgenre #148
Author
Orin Drake
Rights
Orin Drake
Uploaded
April 07, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 2.7 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
This thing started out simply enough by the basic rhythm guitar... and I'm not entirely certain how it evolved. I kinda pictured a one-sided conversation in my head as the lyrics started to come out... and then it turned completely Luciferian. Hey, great story. It's rough as hell. And that's hardly the best way to describe it... but it was simply an experiment. My husband said it reminded him of Patti Smith... and I could not be more honored. Well... maybe a little.
Lyrics
I, can smell, your taint Stop mistaking the symbol for what it represents The "real world" is just like high school I, want, revenge I am not a forgiving person I don't need your absolution I sure as hell don't need to ease your mind Pay no attention to the lack of substance behind the pretty curtain But I, can smell, your taint It takes balls Steady hands To try to male me kneel down Take your time Make it last Make me fall to my knees What I find? Nevermind I smell the taint on your hands You don't know I won't tell Go ahead and force my fall You'll Never know And I'll Never be with you again Burn the text Eat the rest And we'll never have to kneel Kill the son Make you weep Abandon your creations I'll see you in Hell, babe I'm gonna see you in Hell If I have to drag you down myself I'm gonna see you in Hell Was it true? Did I love you so That I refused to kneel? You cast me down! I couldn't love them! You cast me down! How could you do it? You cast me down! I couldn't love them! You cast me down! How could you?
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