Good, Matthew - Metal Airplanes Lyrics




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 about you

Move to France
La Rochelle or Nice
Get a house
Pretend to live in peace
Paint the walls
A blackout of your face
Stalk the halls
Then move into the basement

You know its 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

Broken up like 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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Good, Matthew Metal Airplanes Comments
  1. Kevin McNeney

    4 public comments? This album is a masterpiece. One of the best pieces of depressed music of all time. You are a God MG.

  2. thaddeus rex

    matthew good has a way with music...

  3. Holly Bee

    How does this only have 7 likes and 664 views? This man is a musical genius! 💙

  4. Sandra Carstairs

    💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙