This morning I was woken up by the monstrous voice of one of my personal greates, Mr. Mike Patton. This is a song he produced in his project Lovage which I just love. The album is called Music to Make Love to Your Old Lady by and I believe it's the sexiest music I've ever heard. It's steamy hot, creepy and dramatic and it just gets my juices flowing. Anything Mike Patton puts his hands on does that for me, really, but I'll talk about that some other time. For now, enjoy Anger Management.
your cheeks are flush like rose petals
you're consumed with rage but i'm consumed with you
our eyes intertwine through the haze
intoxicated by your bloodshot stare
in all of my dreams i never thought i'd see
a face that could launch a thousand ships
and the music was like wind in your hair
the moonlight caressed your silhouette
kiss of ocean mist is in the air
why must god punish me this way
lay down my hand the next move is yours
as you undress me with your frozen eyes
in all of my dreams I never thought I'd see
an endless love to share my blue lagoon
and the music was like wind in your hair
the moonlight caressed your silhouette
kiss of ocean mist is in the air
why must god punish me this way
happiness is hard to come by
but I've had my fair share
the satin sheets, the lemon peels
the minor keys, the major pills
we've climbed the mountain, saw the top
and planted the apple seed
and can't you see we could've had it all
and the music was like wind in your hair
the moonlight caressed your silhouette
kiss of ocean mist is in the air
why must God punish me this way
and the music was like wind in your hair
the moonlight caressed your silhouette
kiss of ocean mist is in the air
why must god punish me this way
why must god punish me this way
this way, this way, this way ...
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