Inside My Sinking Boat

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By Cutie In A Death Cab

Can't drink it all away Can't carve it all away Can't dream it all away The pain won't go away Dancing on tabletops and kissing cute boys All my little vices have become my favorite toys You can cut to stop the bleeding but it really makes no sense You can dream to push reality into the past tense No pleasure lasts forever and the pain comes back times two It swallows up my smiles and spits out spats of blue So here I go again trying to stay afloat Drinking, carving, dreaming inside my sinking boat

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May 30, 2005 17:23wishing_on_stars

I really like this

December 3, 2005 17:43FirePoet

Wow! The feel of this piece is so intense. Excellent

February 7, 2006 21:11My_pain_your_thrill

Wow!! It felt like I was reading about myself!! I love it.. xxx