The Flying Dutchman Is Sinking Lyrics

Let my cigarette go

I've been looking for hope

Smoke in my face

Life is a race

Brace for the end

I'm not a friend

No hand to lend

Blade in my left

Cig in my right

Gave up on life

I am a ghost

Captain Decken

Lucien Lachance

Death take my hand

We're going to dance

Breached on the beach, alone with no speech

Cannot be reached

Don't teach A lesson

I'm so depressing

Somehow impressing

Got em all second guessing

Words are my weapon

Barred my way from Heaven

Seven, seven, seven, scars

Help is sparse

Stare at the stars

Strum my vein like guitar

Make my blood move like Katara

So far I've been getting by

In other words, I am high

Don't look spry

I said I'm not alive

You think it's a lie?

You think I disguise happiness with these cuts and these cups

Fuck all you cunts if you have any doubts

Find me where the sun drowns

Look at my friends, let them have their fun now

Find me where the sun drowns

Look at my friends, let them have their fun now