Accept Yourself (BBC Version)
Lyrics
Every day you must say So, how do I feel about my life? Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyesfull lyrics...
Every day you must say So, how do I feel about my life? Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyesfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
basic rock song structuresmixed acoustic and electric instrumentation
major key tonality
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Songwriters: Johnny Marr, Steven Morrissey When you will not open your eyes When, when, when, when? Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes When you will not open your eyes And there's no one left to blame Oh, how do I feel about my shoes? When you will not open your eyes Oh, anything is hard to find And time is against me now Anything is hard to find For anything is hard to find When will you accept yourself, for heaven's sake? How dearly I'd love to get carried away Oh, but dreams have a knack of just not coming true Oh, anything is hard to find I sat in my room and I drew up a plan When will you accept yourself? Others conquered love but I ran But I once had a dream and it never came true When will you accept your life? And time is against me now Every day you must say Every day you must say When you will not open your eyes Publisher: MARR SONGS Time is against me now Oh, how do I feel about the past? Every day you must say Anything is hard to find, for heaven's sake They make me awkward and plain When you will not open your eyes How dearly I would love to kick with the fray Anything is hard to find So, how do I feel about my life? Oh, tell me when will you And time is against me now, oh Oh, but plans can fall through as so often they do And there's no one but yourself to blame The one that you hate Oh, who and what to blame? When will you accept yourself ? I am sick and I am dull, and I am plain


