Текст песни Matthew Good Band - The Fine Art Of Falling Apart
Matthew Good Band - The Fine Art Of Falling Apart слова песни
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 And so we sing We`re surfacing We`re surfacingI 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