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MATTHEW GOOD Hospital Music Metal Airplanes On a plane, somewhere over the sea Above the rain, the bottle sets me free I turn to stone Fall back in my seat The cuts are gone But somehow I'm still bleeding You know it's true There's nothing I can do You know it's true There's nothing I can do about you Move to France, La Rochelle or Nice Get a house, pretend to live in peace Paint the walls, a black out of your face Stalk the halls And move into the basement You know it's true There's nothing I can do Pick a fight, it's just you being right Walk away There's nothing I can say You know it's true There's nothing I can do about you So don't you mind the gap when you leave There'll be time enough to turn tail tomorrow Don't you mind the gap when you leave Broken up Like a tanker on the rocks Not made of much I'm like the Cubs against the Sox On a plane, somewhere over the sea I fall asleep, convinced that I ain't breathing You know it's true There's nothing I can do Pick a fight, it's just you being right Walk away There's nothing I can say You know it's true There's nothing I can do about you So don't you mind the gap when you leave There'll be time enough to turn tail tomorrow |
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