PoRceLAin GuN

Sweet. Yeah, okay, I do like that one though, yeah, good call We'll come back to that Yeah. Okay. Okay Been giving this some thought And it's not sitting right Years behind me, 29 A quite eventful life Right place, shiny suits A false sense of importance An overwhelming praise, mate I fill my boots Left me feeling only confused and lonely Why's this person crying if I feel so phoney? Why do I feel like I've been sold a lie? Made to wear a golden tie Smiles on the outside, but internally I fold and cry Tom, why you got two swollen eyes? Desperate not to be stuck Well, please stop calling me a chicken when I'm clearly a duck! Quack, quack! Yes, I know my life has been a fortunate one Still, I'm fragile like a porcelain gun Pointless, like torching the sun Boom, bang, goes the porcelain gun Yes, I know my life has been a fortunate one Still, I'm fragile like a porcelain gun Pointless, like torching the sun Boom, bang, goes the... And we're just maniacs Don't you think it's crazy that we don't ask about your heart size? We ask, "How'd you pay for that?" I find it funny We ask what you do As if I care how you earned your money I want to know how you live your life Dogs, beer, travel, Netflix Anything but your 9 to 5 Seriously, tell me that you love your family Shakespeare, Spielberg, anyone! You tell me that you need to check your Instagram Then I've got to run... Yes, I know my life has been a fortunate one Still, I feel fragile like a porcelain gun Pointless, like torching the sun Boom, bang, goes the porcelain gun Yes, I know my life has been a fortunate one Still, fragile like a porcelain gun Pointless, like torching the sun Boom, bang, goes the-, boom, bang, goes the Now, I'm not one to bitch and moan, my friend, that's not my style But these feelings have been featuring for quite a while The best way to get that stress off my chest Is to put the thoughts on pages I thought a song was best I know I'm blessed, mate Everyday I freestyle with gratitude But sometimes I'm snappy Later thinking, 'mate; that was rude' It's been a while, 29 years to say the least And 9 times out of 10 I've found the Beauty; not the Beast I found love with a girl that I was working with Queen of Queens, mate Quite the perfect fit Just one of them kind of girls So sweet, to eat, like a diamond pearls Yes, I know my life has been a fortunate one Still, I'm fragile like a porcelain gun Pointless, like torching the sun Boom, bang, goes the porcelain gun Yes, I know my life has been a fortunate one Still, I feel fragile like a porcelain gun Spoke to your Mum, all goodly done This conversation's been a torturous one, now...