Amazing Morrissey album.
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I was wasting my time
Trying to fall in love
Disappointment came to me and
Booted me and bruised and hurt me
But that's how people grow up
That's how people grow up
I was wasting my time
Looking for love
Someone must look at me and
See their sunlit dream
I was wasting my time
Praying for love
For a love that never comes
From someone who does not exist
And that's how people grow up
That's how people grow up
Let me live
Before I die
No not me
Not I
I was wasting my life
Always thinking about myself
Someone on their deathbed said
There are other sorrows too
I was driving my car
I crashed and broke my spine
So yes there are things worse in life than
Never being someone's sweetie
That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up
As for me I'm okay
For now anyway
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I'm doing very well
I can blackout the present and the past now
I know by now you think I should have straightened myself out
Thank you, drop dead
Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I can barely describe
There is no love in modern life
I'm doing very well
It's a miracle I've made it even this far
The motion of taxi's excite me
Will you peel it back and bite me
Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I can barely describe
There is no hope in modern life
Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I cant fight
There are no friends in modern life
Diazapam...valium...tarmazpam...lithium
HRT...ECT...
How long must I stay on this stuff?
Don't give me any more...
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When last I spoke to Carol I said:
"I can't pretend it gets easier."
she said:
"I've hung on, I have edged along this narrow ledge since the day I was born in 1975."
When last I spoke to Carol I said:
"I can't pretend I feel love for you."
she said:
"I've hammered a smile across this pasty face of mine since the day I was born in 1975."
When I said goodbye to Carol
black earth upon the casket fell
She had faded to
something I always knew
To the rescue
nobody ever comes.
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I was wasting my time
Trying to fall in love
Disappointment came to me and
Booted me and bruised and hurt me
But that's how people grow up
That's how people grow up
I was wasting my time
Looking for love
Someone must look at me and
See their sunlit dream
I was wasting my time
Praying for love
For a love that never comes
From someone who does not exist
And that's how people grow up
That's how people grow up
Let me live
Before I die
No not me
Not I
I was wasting my life
Always thinking about myself
Someone on their deathbed said
There are other sorrows too
I was driving my car
I crashed and broke my spine
So yes there are things worse in life than
Never being someone's sweetie
That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up
As for me I'm okay
For now anyway
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I'm doing very well
I can blackout the present and the past now
I know by now you think I should have straightened myself out
Thank you, drop dead
Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I can barely describe
There is no love in modern life
I'm doing very well
It's a miracle I've made it even this far
The motion of taxi's excite me
Will you peel it back and bite me
Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I can barely describe
There is no hope in modern life
Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I cant fight
There are no friends in modern life
Diazapam...valium...tarmazpam...lithium
HRT...ECT...
How long must I stay on this stuff?
Don't give me any more...
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When last I spoke to Carol I said:
"I can't pretend it gets easier."
she said:
"I've hung on, I have edged along this narrow ledge since the day I was born in 1975."
When last I spoke to Carol I said:
"I can't pretend I feel love for you."
she said:
"I've hammered a smile across this pasty face of mine since the day I was born in 1975."
When I said goodbye to Carol
black earth upon the casket fell
She had faded to
something I always knew
To the rescue
nobody ever comes.
