Hemingway 2016

Song of the day;;

→ The Neighbourhood - A Little Death

Vacancy was lit, the guests were checking in

The concierge was cold

The water pipes had mould all over them

The room was fit for two

The bed was left in ruins

The neighbour was knocking, yeah

But no one would let him in

Touch me, yeah

I want you to touch me there

Make me feel like I am breathing

Feel like I am human

Dancing through the night

A vodka and a sprite

A glimpse of the silhouettes

A nigh that they never forget

Touch me, yeah

I want you to touch me there

Make me feel like I am breathing

Feel like I am human

Touch me, yeah

I want you to touch me there

Make me feel like I am breathing

Feel like I am human

She sought death on a queen-sized bed

And he had said, darling, your looks can kill

So now you're dead

Touch me, yeah

I want you to touch me there

Make me feel like I am breathing

Feel like I am human

Touch me, yeah

I want you to touch me there

Make me feel like I am breathing

Feel like I am human again