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a wierd dream.....
electronica soft rock anika anibonita2000 anika serrette forbidden whispers the asylum project
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R&B. Mellow stuff,Jazzy, spoken word, New age, Rock. Pretty much anything u can think of i try to do.almost anything.
I've been singing for many years now. I came out with a demo cd in may 2004, and one in the summer of 2005. This year I will be working on my 3rd for my band " Forbidden Whispers" with Bob Kingdon. I got selected to sing back up at Rosemont theater and Tweeter Center with Josh Groban in 2004. good times. A little while after I found Bob Kingdon from the United Kingdom... We formed a band (forbidden whispers) that is currently inactive due to me being in college and such...
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Metal • Goth Metal
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#14,311 today Peak #85
#559 in subgenre Peak #10
Author
Anika Serrette
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Anika Serrette/2004
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June 21, 2004
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MP3 1.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
so we had a sub in my creative writing class, and we didn't feel like doing much work, so... we played a game where we sat in a circle, each person would say a word and we would keep going around. then we would take breaks where we would write what we want. then we would write again in the circle. twas interesting.
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Verse 1: A dead dog was crying, out loud. He cried so obscenly that he died. Eh Italian sausage came into a fixed meal. The other fourth night Billy took crystals from apple custard because he came too late. The sunset was violet, rays of blue. {rays of blue} pink butterflies sat, therefore he noticed dafidiles and red unnderwear Under where? what kind of flowers becon shoes? Reasoning details for the end that once Didn't throw down. the brilent twigs were frolicing to the sun. Black people undressing together. Verse 2: What people eat chocolate deodorant? in peppermint covered garbage. cloudy balloons squirm in a pool of lust. curly hair in a dark room. little boys who came too soon. they keep coming even though it's to late coming and learing their faith. my group solomly reminds me of Tazz, that beastly devil. big and bad round in circles is he sad? lonely softy touching face. Treated in a ghetto suburb for 5 million dollars. stars that melt in Tarus's eyes. We breath dogs in clear oceans. with fingers and emeralds. They light the hearts and scream... she feels the clay and smelled the hair. Yummy yummy. wafting and laying unzipping pants. inviting the boys to do something about it.
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