And even amidst all the greatness Abel has given us with his major debut, the title track remains my favorite song...
...it's so gloriously cryptic.
You can meet me in the room, but the kisses ain't free...
...this ain't nuthin to relate to.
It's like "World War Z", but all the zombies are women...
...and the underlying theory of "Kiss Land" as an album makes perfect sense, because when you think about it - all of those women are dead already - they're just looking in all the wrong places for something that makes them feel alive.
But then again, as Ns that are used to gettin' ***** on the regular...
...so are we.