Luyện nghe bài hát The Fine Art Of Falling Apart

I alone and I
I ride and I
I rock myself to

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

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

At night she would fly the city
Sting the
And sting the
And she would hover me

We're
surfacing

I alone and I
I alone and I
clean by feeling cheap

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

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

You see I to think
That I'd get everything
But everything just got me

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

I alone and I
I ride alone and you
That's all by me

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