The world is out to get you. Things will only get worse before they get better, and, naturally, it feels like they can't get worse. Your life will inevitably kill you. Your birth was the only true gift that you've ever recieved, and god is the ultimate Indian-giver, not to offend any of my American-Indian friends.
The marvel, the glory, of what we've accomplished
the joy and elation at what we've observed
all pales in comparison
lays low in the view
of all of the hate we can find in this world
The marvel, the glory, of what we've accomplished
the joy and elation at what we've observed
all pales in comparison
lays low in the view
of all of the hate we can find in this world
Morrissey congratulates you on your mastery of the melancholy....