Late night listening
Saddest song in the world, circa this minute: Hefner's "Tactile".
And I’m not lonely, I’m just bored
Her clothes are strewn over the living room floor
I don’t want to get laid I just want to be held
And I’m not lonely, I’m just bored
Her clothes are strewn over the living room floor
I don’t want to get laid I just want to be held