House of Secrets
Otep Lyrics


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[intro]

Oh no. no. let me go.
[hah hehe]
No. god no!

Shut up!
[song]

Shhhhhh. it's okay, it's okay.
This is our, dirty, little, secret.

We're all alone in the city
My hands are stoned with pity
I could get by or get high with fifty [yeah]
And I don't feel pretty ... today.

And there's a lady in a stable
Her daddy reads her fables
About the moon & his bride
He's in her room every night
& feeds upon a table

Of silken robes
An altar of stone
But the child is unable
To run, run, run
& flee his tower of babel

So blood, blood, blood
Slithers down her ankles ...

We're all alone in the city
My hands are stoned with pity
I could get by or get high with fifty [yeah]
And I don't feel pretty ... today.

Come one
Come all
Witness the fall!

Cry to the sky!
Today we break away!

Uprising!
Uprising!

Uprising!
In the house of secrets!

What happens here, stays here
Say nothing, disappear!

Uprising!
Uprising!

Locked away
In the chamber of the hysterics
Here, in the house ... of secrets.

We're all alone




& I will tell you of loneliness.
[shhhh.]

Overall Meaning

The song "House of Secrets" by Otep revolves around the idea of secrets, loneliness, and escape. The first few lines of the song appear to be a dialogue between two individuals in which one of them wants to leave, but the other one seems to be stopping them. The rest of the song is composed of two main themes; the first one is about the different secrets that people keep behind closed doors, and the second one is about wanting to escape from those secrets.


In the first verse, the singer talks about being alone in the city and how they could either get by or get high with fifty (dollars). The singer sounds downtrodden and self-aware of their own perceived flaws. The second verse introduces a lady locked in a stable, whose father reads her fables. It seems like she is being kept there against her will, and the father is taking advantage of her situation. The singer describes the lady's room as having an altar of stone and being unable to escape her own tower of babel. Blood then slithers down her ankles, indicating that she has been hurt or harmed.


The chorus serves to unite the different characters in the song and present a vision of overthrowing the status quo. It declares an "uprising" and implies that the house of secrets is where the opposition is being held in. The bridge of the song again emphasizes the idea of secrecy, and the listener is cautioned not to say anything and disappear. The song ends with the singer describing loneliness and how they will tell the listener about it, but with a finger to their lips, urging them to keep it quiet as if it's yet another secret.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh no. no. let me go.
The singer is expressing that they don't want to be in a certain situation and is asking to be released.


No. god no!
The singer is making a plea to a higher power to prevent something from happening.


Shut up!
The singer is telling someone to be quiet and stop talking.


Shhhhhh. it's okay, it's okay.
The artist is trying to comfort someone and tell them everything is alright.


This is our, dirty, little, secret.
The artist is implying that they and someone else share a secret that is inappropriate or scandalous.


We're all alone in the city
The singer is expressing that they are isolated and without company in a big city.


My hands are stoned with pity
The singer's hands are figuratively heavy and weighed down by a feeling of sadness and compassion for others.


I could get by or get high with fifty [yeah]
The artist is suggesting that they could either just scrap by or indulge in excess with fifty dollars.


And I don't feel pretty ... today.
The artist is feeling unattractive on this particular day.


And there's a lady in a stable
The artist is bringing attention to a woman who is kept in a stable, which may be a metaphor for her being controlled or trapped.


Her daddy reads her fables
The woman's father tells her stories that may not be entirely true, keeping her in the dark.


About the moon & his bride
The stories told reference a relationship between the moon and someone he is married to or betrothed to.


He's in her room every night
The woman's father has access to her at all times of the night, which may be inappropriate.


& feeds upon a table
The woman's father takes something from her, like submission or devotion, as he would from a table of offerings.


Of silken robes
The table is covered in fine fabric, which could be symbolic of something special or precious being offered.


An altar of stone
The table is made of stone, not the typical material for a table or altar, which could add to the sinister or creepy nature of the situation.


But the child is unable
The artist is referencing the woman, who is powerless in this situation.


To run, run, run
The woman is being further constrained and unable to escape by some means.


& flee his tower of babel
The woman is unable to leave her captor, who is symbolically building a tower of his own domain like the biblical reference to the Tower of Babel.


So blood, blood, blood
The reference to blood implies that violence may be occurring or just a heavy feeling of darkness.


Slithers down her ankles ...
The violence, darkness, or whatever the artist is referencing is moving down the woman's legs.


Come one
The artist is making a call to others to gather together.


Come all
The singer is inviting everyone to come join them.


Witness the fall!
The artist is asking the audience to watch a downfall, which could be in reference to something or someone collapsing or making a mistake.


Cry to the sky!
The singer is suggesting that the audience cry out in desperation to the sky, either for help or as an act of catharsis.


Today we break away!
The singer is suggesting that this is the day that they escape or break free from something that was holding them back.


Uprising!
The singer is calling to everyone to rise up, possibly as an act of rebellion or protest.


Uprising!
The artist repeats the call to action.


Uprising!
The artist continues to repeat the call to action.


In the house of secrets!
The events that are transpiring, the uprising, the rebellion, or the escape, are happening in a place of secrecy or with a clandestine purpose.


What happens here, stays here
The singer is cautioning that whatever happens in this house of secrets should never be discussed, for fear of repercussions or consequences.


Say nothing, disappear!
Again, the artist is emphasizing the importance of secrecy and warning others that if they don't stay quiet, they too will have something to fear.


Locked away
The artist is referencing that they or someone else is kept in confinement or cut off from the rest of the world, either metaphorically or literally.


In the chamber of the hysterics
The confined person is in a place which the artist labels as the chamber of the hysterics, which could be a place where someone goes to be alone and scream, or a place where people who are deemed crazy are held.


Here, in the house ... of secrets.
The previous lines are summarizing where the events of the song are happening.


We're all alone
The artist brings attention again to the fact that they are isolated and without company.


& I will tell you of loneliness.
The singer is going to talk about the feeling of loneliness and may even use their personal experience to illustrate this feeling.


[shhhh.]
The singer is once again emphasizing secrecy by asking the listener to be quiet.




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Written by: GREG WELLS, OTEP SHAMAYA

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@Bella-lt2eb

Lyrics , thank me later ...

Oh no. no. let me go.
[hah hehe]
No. god no!
Shut up!
Shhhhhh. it's okay, it's okay.
This is our, dirty, little, secret.
We're all alone in the city
My hands are stoned with pity
I could get by or get high with fifty [yeah]
And I don't feel pretty ... today.
And there's a lady in a stable
Her daddy reads her fables
About the moon & his bride
He's in her room every night
& feeds upon a table
Of silken robes
An altar of stone
But the child is unable
To run, run, run
& flee his tower of babel
So blood, blood, blood
Slithers down her ankles ...
We're all alone in the city
My hands are stoned with pity
I could get by or get high with fifty [yeah]
And I don't feel pretty ... today.
Come one
Come all
Witness the fall!
Cry to the sky!
Today we break away!
Uprising!
Uprising!
Uprising!
In the house of secrets!
What happens here, stays here
Say nothing, disappear!
Uprising!
Uprising!
Locked away
In the chamber of the hysterics
Here, in the house ... of secrets.
We're all alone
& I will tell you of loneliness.
[shhhh.]



All comments from YouTube:

@sickpleaseohno

Her sweet, suffering voice, and the intensity it leads up too...that painful, angry, and consoling tone that erupts... magnificent.

@sorrowsuperstar10

"we're all alone in the city..." love her voice :)

@MissPurpur

This song comforts me.. and hits me right in soul. =')

@pumpkin6657

My favorite song of all time.
Thank you for creating this.

@greergraves9836

her voice has so much suffering in it...beautiful. i love it otep shamaya is amazing.

@Mrchonchito1

I woke up to this scream a couple of times. I love how it reminds me of my childhood.

@EiGH7BA11

Lol, this was the first song I'd ever heard by Otep. Musta been...7, 8 years ago now? Time flies, but at least Otep still kicks ass.

@Bella-lt2eb

Lyrics , thank me later ...

Oh no. no. let me go.
[hah hehe]
No. god no!
Shut up!
Shhhhhh. it's okay, it's okay.
This is our, dirty, little, secret.
We're all alone in the city
My hands are stoned with pity
I could get by or get high with fifty [yeah]
And I don't feel pretty ... today.
And there's a lady in a stable
Her daddy reads her fables
About the moon & his bride
He's in her room every night
& feeds upon a table
Of silken robes
An altar of stone
But the child is unable
To run, run, run
& flee his tower of babel
So blood, blood, blood
Slithers down her ankles ...
We're all alone in the city
My hands are stoned with pity
I could get by or get high with fifty [yeah]
And I don't feel pretty ... today.
Come one
Come all
Witness the fall!
Cry to the sky!
Today we break away!
Uprising!
Uprising!
Uprising!
In the house of secrets!
What happens here, stays here
Say nothing, disappear!
Uprising!
Uprising!
Locked away
In the chamber of the hysterics
Here, in the house ... of secrets.
We're all alone
& I will tell you of loneliness.
[shhhh.]

@sleepshot

omg thank you. i kmnow im late

@livingdeadgirl7118

One of there best albums

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