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Porcelain

 

Porcelain

(альбом: Disguises - 2007)


Sat up for hours, thoughts of a lover,
I'll probably never get a chance to hold again.
All of my days spent, waiting for nights, with her again, again.

And I'm, sharing a drink with a memory, and a laugh with an empty seat.
Do you still look the same? Will you still look at me the same?
Cause I know that I don't, I've gotten so old in these last few years.
And I'd rather be fighting with you than sleeping here next to her.

Don't let me fall I'll break, what a mess I'd make.
Pathetic pieces on your floor, will cut your feet forever more.
You're porcelain, such fragile skin,
Just let me hold you. I'll be gentle. I won't drop you.
This time I'll be careful.

Forget for just one second that this is not alright.
Let's drink to feeling nothing, at least just for tonight.
Stay for one more, pass out on the floor just like we used to do,
It got so hot in your room.

Don't let me fall I'll break, what a mess I'd make.
Pathetic pieces on your floor, will cut your feet forever more.
You're porcelain, such fragile skin,
Just let me hold you. I'll be gentle. I won't drop you.
This time I'll be careful.

And I can't let it go, This Phantom pain I'm feeling,
And the hurt wont leave me alone, and I'm tired of sleeping with ghosts.

Fell asleep with your ghost woke up with a headache.
From a cure that's only temporary, and in the morning always fails me.
Don't let me fall I'll break, what a mess I'd make.
Pathetic pieces on your floor, will cut your feet forever more.
You're porcelain, such fragile skin,
Just let me hold you. I'll be gentle. I won't drop you.
This time I'll be careful.

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