if scott walker and win butler’s (arcade fire) love child drunkenly did karaoke over a gary numan song after a nasty breakup, this would be the result:
It’s been 2 days. Still can’t get the movie’s songs out of my head.
just… rrrgh
“Seven foot fra~me, rats along his back
When he calls your name, it all fades to black!
Yeah, he sees your dreams, feasts on your screams
Hey~ (We don’t talk about Bruno-no-no-no)”
suuuch a smooth verse that is also stuck in my head.