Listen to Porcelain by Tonedeff

Porcelain

Tonedeff

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Lyrics

Days pass and time goes on and on But, you might think my skin was strong enough But, there's something you don't understand I'm porcelain, I'm porcelain Knowing if I could give you the sky and also the sea But I don't think there's one thing in this world That'll make you notice me Cause you can wield that sword in any direction, you damn well please But you don't understand, that my heart is in your hands And I'm beggin' you not to squeeze I was ruined in the 7th grade, the pain never changed or went away The memory's ingrained like it was yesterday They're telling me I'm crazed, because I've blessed her name A steady gaze to sweat her frame, If life is just a play, then she was center stage I sent her letter pages on a daily basis That her friend's trashed in waste bins So, if she asks there's just no way to trace this She was reigning queen of junior high and I was faceless Painted bangs and bracelets, and even looked graceful in plated braces I hate to say this but my aim was wasted So, I trained my heart for seven years while she remained in basics Leading the same parade of babes to places Swearing I held a space in her heart Yet every semester she'd vainly replace it Yet, I waited and displayed my patience Even offered statements of positive advice In her cases of shaky situations But she never associated me with hip relations With bated breath, I just withstood the breakage Like porcelain Days pass and time goes on and on But, you might think my skin was strong enough But, there's something you don't understand I'm porcelain, I'm porcelain With my hormones racing, praying a for a date on summer vacation Around the time when your body is under renovation You know when nothing really fits? And the girls get bolder, and start looking for older affiliates I hold a silly wish in my mind that she'd willingly kiss these lips But I won't get Frisky, I get the feeling she'd diss me I'm still in a risky position - itching to hit a decision To muster up the ambition to make the proposition Desperation became my religion The same way you envision cynics finding Jesus caged in a prison Visiting hours consisted of English Lit & Diction History quizzes on Christians to Mr. Richard Nixon Transfixed in her smile like the other fifty guys She hypnotized, Guess I'm another stickler for pretty eyes I minimized my obsession, never made the confession Even evaded her presence at our graduation procession It was a decision I later regretted Wondering what I could have said And would it have swept her away if I said it Step and Repeat and edit - my thoughts clashed But I regained my lost chance the very day that we crossed paths again I reveled in the opportunity, asked her to go dancing Basking in this confidence that was new to me And it worked beautifully! A wild night became a quiet ride home As I broke the silence her eyes roamed Seven years of frustration then hit her ears with abrasion As I laced her with my tale of lust, tears and anticipation Her reaction was a face of fakeness (what) Told me she was flattered, but within a tone lacking any amazement It seemed she'd heard it all before I realized then, her popularity is what I wanted her for I tried to be strong as she hopped out the door But even the hardest hearts break when they're dropped to the floor Like Porcelain Days pass and time goes on and on But, you might think my skin was strong enough But, there's something you don't understand I'm porcelain, I'm porcelain Days pass and time goes on and on But, you might think my skin was strong enough But, there's something you don't understand I'm porcelain, I'm porcelain Cuz in the end We're all just little kids with scarred hearts (days pass and) From little kids who think they bigger than they really are Just little boys with scarred hearts (time goes on and on) From little girls who think they older than they really are Just little girls with scarred hearts (you might think my skin) From little boys who think they older than they really are Just little kids with scarred hearts (days pass and) Just muzzy little kids Days pass and time goes on and on But, you might think my skin was strong enough But, there's something you don't understand I'm porcelain I'm porcelain
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