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To my dearest sister slash wife Elizabeth I am absolutely sick with grief at the news of Mother's death I have buried myself in my studies And I pray that I shall find a breakthrough Before death finds me May this loneliness end soon Yours truly and humbling, Victor Frankenstein (Half past twelve) And I'm reading my letters in my flat all alone How I hate to spend the evening on my own (Autumn winds) Blowing outside my window as I look around the room And it makes me so depressed to see the gloom There's not a soul out there No one to hear my prayer Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight Won't somebody help me come and dig up a grave Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight Lighting up the darkness with electricity (I give you life) (Live, my creature, live) (Alchemists) Find the end of the rainbow with a fortune to win It's so different from the world I'm living in (Tired of dead things) I open the window and I gaze into the night Seems like it's a perfect time to create life There's not a soul out there Why not make one in here? Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight Won't somebody help me come and dig up a grave Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight Lighting up the darkness with electricity Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight (It's alive! My creature lives!) Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight (I can foresee no repercussions to this! Absolutely none) (Love me, father) (Why'd you make me so big?) (Here I go out into the woods) (Hope I don't light myself on fire on an iceberg later) (What have I created? What have I done?) (Why have you created me? Just to suffer?)
Writer(s): Benny Goran Bror Andersson, Bjoern K. Ulvaeus Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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