i think the title captures the whole song; it is the fine art of falling apart.
"i walk alone and i ride alone"
Matt Good's aneuristic lyricsm always provides an insight and from these lines, the loneliness of the world when everything starts falling apart is captured here.
"There ain't enough room in this world/For people like you/And horrors like me"
The justification of giving up he offers hits too close to home; we're falling apart and "looking to blame somebody" so we don't die for nothing. Everyone just wants to remembered.
"I'm certain of it"
Ever felt everything collapse? There's so much unknown. But if you're certain of it, you're that much closer to fixing yourself.
i think the title captures the whole song; it is the fine art of falling apart.
"i walk alone and i ride alone"
Matt Good's aneuristic lyricsm always provides an insight and from these lines, the loneliness of the world when everything starts falling apart is captured here.
"There ain't enough room in this world/For people like you/And horrors like me"
The justification of giving up he offers hits too close to home; we're falling apart and "looking to blame somebody" so we don't die for nothing. Everyone just wants to remembered.
"I'm certain of it"
Ever felt everything collapse? There's so much unknown. But if you're certain of it, you're that much closer to fixing yourself.