Feed the Dream, by Cutie In A Death Cab Subscribe to rss feed for Cutie In A Death Cab

it hurts so much
to feel this want
how can a desire hold such power?

the deafening resonance 
that booms and pounds
 boom
   boom
     pound
       pound
from big black boxes
wakes up my sleeping soul

emotion pours like sweat
and channels into the wild crowd
into me

thumping in my chest
my heart spins
out of control
and floats up into my head

i want i want
it causes a drive
that turns my feet to lead
full speed ahead

i won't park
until i get there


Posted: 2005-01-21 00:04:39 UTC

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