porcelain lyrics

my skin

is a story

with marks and lines

it makes me weary

my face

is like a galaxy

with spotty freckle stars

and no sense of gravity

but even with the good

the bad feels so much stronger

my inner demons, they always win

and in my mind, they saunter

so many things i've come to hate

they line my body and caress my face

i feel so frail and empty too

like a china tea cup with dried out glue

i am made of porcelain

i'm cracking now and then

it wears me down

and i am made of porcelain

i look okay, but i am breaking down

over and over again

oh and over and over again

stretches and patches corrupt my flesh

slowly eating away any confidence that's left

and i really wish

i wouldn't let my appearance dictate how much i fret

because they say what's inside is what really matters

but i really can't seem to ignore

the parts of me that i abhor

it makes me feel like i am weak and battered

'cause i am made of porcelain

cracking now and then

it wears me down

and i am made of porcelain

i look okay, but i am breaking down

over and over again

oh and over and over again

ooh... oh, oh..