Goodness, Morrissey knows me. The Smiths know me. From <i>Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me</i>, to <i>I Know It's Over</i>, it feels like everything just gets me. The lyrics, the way the music goes, everything is just amazing. Everything is painful, but so beautifully, a love so desired, so sought after, but it's not equal. It's tragic, and impossible to handle. When I feel like I'm going to breakdown, listening to the Smiths helps me realize how much I'm not alone.
Goodness, Morrissey knows me. The Smiths know me. From <i>Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me</i>, to <i>I Know It's Over</i>, it feels like everything just gets me. The lyrics, the way the music goes, everything is just amazing. Everything is painful, but so beautifully, a love so desired, so sought after, but it's not equal. It's tragic, and impossible to handle. When I feel like I'm going to breakdown, listening to the Smiths helps me realize how much I'm not alone.