En något läskig tanke:
Varje natt innan somnar lyssnar jag på en död mans röst.

come on now i'll take you home
you don't have a thing to lose
but stick around long enough
and you'll find out
i am nothing but bad news

it's the same everyday when i wake up
it's the same in the way that you gave me up

The Eels. Mmm.