Can’t really sleep tonight, so I figure I’ll jot down some late-night thoughts and share a song. A song which brings out thoughts that are often hidden away beneath the surface. Indeed, I have found certain songs from this artist to cause great periods of reflection and contemplation.

Video: Love You to Death by Type O Negative

In her place one hundred candles burning - as salty sweat drips
from her breast
her hips move and i can feel what they’re saying - swaying
they say the beast inside of me is gonna get ya - get ya get -
yeah

Black lipstick stains - her glass of red wine - i am your servant
may i light your cigarette
those lips smooth yeah i can feel what you’re saying - praying
they say the beast inside of me is gonna get ya - get ya get -
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