So remember the other day when I mentioned that song "Anti-Goth" that my old, old band Rahne used to play in our post-goth, pre-breakup period? Well, I promised lyrics and audio, and you know me kids -- I never break a promise, especially if it involves torturing you with my bad music and awful voice: Lyrics: Sitting in a corner dressed in black velvet, smoking cloves 'til your lungs bleed Sitting in a corner drinking black coffee, waiting for your next line of speed Foil on your windows block... read more
