Was asked to write a song for one of the twilight movies. Jumped at the chance to finally write something that could provide financial security. Maybe I could buy a house. Or the whole Criterion collection on DVD. That kind of teenage paranormal romance dough could certainly buy a whole lot of hot dougs, or that fancy rich people booze I like so well. I was told they liked it. Don’t let anyone hear it, they said. Months went by. It was still in the running. I could practically taste the money. I was drunk with the thought of it. And then, they picked a Kesha song, or something, instead. So here it is. This was written around Buzzard, I think. My first real attempt to write something that vampires could screw to. This will probably end up on the rarities disc.