Blame, Etc.

Notes: Coriander, saffron, pink pepper, rose, incense, wood Descriptors: deep, saffron, rose, floral, leathery, smokey, earthy Ingredients: Isopropyl myristate, isopropyl myristate Known Allergens: Eugenol, linalool About: Opens herbal, sweet coriander that carries over into the heart notes: spicy and leathery saffron, and a supporting rose accord. The dry down is smokey incense and honeyed woods. The Afghan Whigs have been one of my favorites since the mid-90s. Musically, they write gritty, caustic rock with a huge Motown and soul influence. Lyrically, they write vignettes of bad people, bad faith, and toxic relationships. If you'd like to give a listen, click here . Changes: June 1, 2020: This formulation was updated to meet IFRA standards. March 5, 2023: Reformulated My lust it ties me up In chains My skin catches fire at the Mention of your name No matter what I tried to do I could not lose it Now I know my heart Is being used But what I'm not allowed to have I never could refuse No matter what I tried to do I stood accused I reply, that I don't believe I'm ever gonna die, I don't Do you? Blame, deny, betray, divide A lie, the truth Which one shall I use? Whatcha gonna do? I know Whatcha gonna do? I know, I know, I know Your sanctimony Is showing my dear The acrimony Hangs in the air Beware of who you trust In this world Beware the lies about To unfurl I reply, that I don't believe I'm ever gonna die, I don't Do you? You were blind But you are not alone in this As I, was once Like you