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How Could Anybody Possibly Know How I Feel

She told me she loved me
Which means
She must be insane
I've had my face dragged in
Fifteen miles of shit
And I do not, And I do not
And I do not like it
So how can anybody say
They know how I feel
The only one around here who is me
Is me

They said they respect me
Which means
Their judgement is crazy
I've had my face dragged in
Fifteen miles of shit
And I do not And I do not
And I do not like it
So how can anybody say
They know how I feel
When they are they
And only I am I

He said he wants to befriend me
Which means
He can't possibly know me
The voices of the real
And the imagined cry:
"The future is passing you by
The future is passing you by"

So how can anybody possibly think they know how I feel?
Everybody look, see pain and walk away
And as for you in your uniform
Your smelly uniform
You think you can be rude to me
Because you wear a uniform
A smelly uniform
And so you think you can be rude to me

But even I, as sick as I am, I would never be you
Even I, as sick as I am, I would never be you
Even I, sick and depraved, a traveller to the grave
I would never be you
I would never be you


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Album: You Are The Quarry
Year of Publication: 2004
Lyrics: Morrissey
Music: Alain Whyte

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Come potrebbe qualcuno davvero sapere come mi sento?

Lei mi disse che mi amava
il che significava
che doveva essere pazza
La mia faccia è stata trascinata
su quindici miglia di merda
e non è, e non è
e non è una cosa che mi piace
Come può chiunque dire
che sa come mi sento
Il solo da queste parti che sia me
sono io

Dicevano di rispettarmi
il che voleva dire
che il loro giudizio era folle
La mia faccia è stata trascinata
su quindici miglia di merda
e non è, e non è
e non è una cosa che mi piace
Come può chiunque dire
che sa come mi sento
quando loro sono loro
e solamente io sono io

Lui diceva che voleva diventare mio amico
il che significava
che non poteva assolutamente conoscermi
Le voci della realtà
e quelle immaginate gridano:
"Il futuro ti sta passando accanto
Il futuro ti sta passando accanto"

Come potrebbe chiunque pensare di sapere come mi sento?
Ognuno guarda, vede dolore e scappa via
e in quanto a te nella tua uniforme
la tua uniforme puzzolente
credi di poter essere duro con me
perché indossi un'uniforme
Una uniforme puzzolente
e quindi credi di poter essere duro con me

Ma persino io, disgustoso come sono, non sarei mai te
Persino io, disgustoso come sono, non potrei mai essere te
Persino io, disgustoso e depravato, un viaggiatore verso la tomba
Non potrei mai essere te
Non potrei mai essere te


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Album: You Are The Quarry
Anno di pubblicazione: 2004
Testo: Morrissey
Musica: Alain Whyte

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