The Thrill Of It All - Sam Smith




The Experience: In the thrill of it all... Selfishness. When your unchecked feelings wreck your life and love...

Listen to the song on Spotify here.

Music video: Still waiting.

The Meaning of The Thrill Of It All: Sam Smith has affirmed on several occasions that he wants his work to be relatable to everyone, not just to men who like himself identify as gay. With that in mind, The Thrill Of It All applies to any relationship torpedoed by someone's lack of respect. In this case, you're excited at meeting the g-dd-mn perfect, pretty, and beautiful person. But your response outs your own selfishness: you decide that there will be a relationship, you decide there will be love. But relationships require two. Love is a free gift; love cannot be taken, sometimes not even earned. And your self-centered certainty loses that love and trust forever. Your feelings have no right over other people's love and lives.

Ask yourself: Are your feelings the standard you judge others' loves and lives by? Do you recognize and regret the selfishness in that.

Album: The Thrill Of It All (2018)

LYRICS:

I regret that I told the world
That you were with me
And I regret how I showed the world
That you were pretty
I never thought I'd learn so much
So much from being lonely
But I guess I didn't learn enough
'Cause now you won't hold me

I guess I got lost in the moment
I guess I got lost in the fall
I guess I got lost in your heartbeat
In the thrill of it all
And I guess you were goddamn perfect

'Cause every single time you call
I remind myself of what I lost that night
My love
In the thrill of it all
In the thrill of it all

Even though we weren't in love
It was far from lust
Yeah, you were beautiful
But in you I could trust
Others they warned my heart
They said I would lose fast
They say that you were stopping ground
And soon to be my past

I guess I got lost in the moment
I guess I got lost in the fall
I guess I got lost in your heartbeat
In the thrill of it all
And I guess you were goddamn perfect

'Cause every single time you call
I remind myself of what I lost that night
My love
In the thrill of it all
In the thrill of it all

And I guess you were goddamn perfect
'Cause every single time you call
I remind myself of what I lost that night
My love
I remind myself of what I lost that night
My love
I remind myself of what I lost that night
My love
In the thrill of it all


review by Benjamin O'Loughlin
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