Disintegration (Deluxe Edition)

robert smith is one of those artists i identify with the most. just such an incredible man with an insane amount of talent. never heard a song quite like disintegration before. so abstract & heartbreaking but somehow those who know, fully know what this song is. feels like i’m stuck in an endless, beautiful, profound loop when i’m listening to this, but it’s like i never want to escape.. my favourite part always comes back to these lines: “So it's all come back round to breaking apart again Breaking apart like I'm made up of glass again Making it up behind my back again Making it afraid for the fear of sleep again Pushed in deep to bare bone again Take him outside like he's all on his own again Round and round and round, it's coming apart again Over and over and over Now that I know that I'm breaking to pieces I'll pull out my heart and I'll feed it to anyone Crying for comfort, crocodiles cry For the love of the crowd and the three cheers from everyone Dropping through sky, through the glass of the roof Through the roof of your mouth, through the mouth of your eye Through the eye of the needle, it's easier for me To get closer to heaven than ever feel whole again […] And both of us knew, how the end always is…”