And I never forgot this as long as I've ever performed, no matter how crap I had felt before I went on stage. I just remember Tina Turner going up there, singing her heart out for everybody, and meantime she had a 102-degree fever and she was feeling terrible.
Please forgive me, I know not what I do. Please forgive me, I can't stop loving you.
I wanna be your t-shirt when it's wet, I wanna be your shower when you sweat.
One night love affair, pretending we don't care, and now we're left with nothing.
I need to be able to rock out.
The concept that you are not ingesting rotting flesh sort of sums it up for me.