Lyrics of The fine art of falling apart

Matthew Good Band

pochette album The fine art of falling apart
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Release date : 20/09/2005

Duration : 0:03:39

Style : Rock



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I walk alone and i
I ride alone and i
I rock myself to sleep

Baby, there ain't enough room in this world
For people like you
And horrors like me

A time of darkness
There lived a girl in a cave in the woods
Disguised as a bee

At night she would fly into the city
Sting the cause
And sting the cost
And she would hover over me

Whispering
We're surfacing
We're surfacing

I stand alone and i
I fight alone and i
Stay clean by feeling cheap

And baby, there ain't enough room in this world
For perfection's like you
And monsters like me

A time of darkness
You will look absurd and you will feel inert
And you will go looking to blame somebody

You see i used to think
That i'd get over everything
But everything just got over me

I'm some of it
You're some of it
We're some of it
I'm certain of it

I walk alone and i
I ride alone and you know
That's all right by me

See baby 'cause
Here ain't enough room in this world
For a great, great many things

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