Here's the story, the other day I bought a Soundgarden album I didn't have and I couldn't wait to get home to listen to it. So I put it on, selected shuffle, hit play, and Chris Cornell, I think he was sick, man, started singing about some crap that he'd be my dream, my wish, my fantasy, and everything that I need. I was like, dafuck is this shit, dude?

It's normal to dislike it, but don't judge a book by it's cover. You may not like this song, but you might end up liking the others.