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MATTHEW GOOD BAND lyrics : "the fine art of falling apart"

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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