You don’t need a lonely night/So baby, I can make it right/You just got to let me try/To give you what you want
from I Feel It Coming lyrics by The Weeknd
Don Johnson would be proud of this ’80s inspired jam. It’s like a pair of acid washed jeans or a Jean-Claude Van Damme mullet, a perfectly appropriate place for a corny goblin to get busy. He’s on his knees hoping for a chance to prove his worth. It makes sense that he would close the album with begging because he’s a soft cookie and all of his posturing has finally reached its breaking point.
