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Emilie Autumn - The Art Of Suicide
You're lying on the couch with a fever, covered in a blanket, the lights are off, and a seductive girl is sitting next to you, humming a song in a slightly hoarse and raspy voice...
P.S. This has nothing to do with the song; it's just a thought that came to mind. Although, Emily's outfits can't be called modest.