Monday, 20 November 2006

Porcelain


another day inside my world,
the clock strikes ten,
i hang my head again.

feeling worthless...
feeling numb...
i look in the mirror in vain,
and not recognize what i've become...

i play with her hair,
i play with her clothes,
shiny blue eyes, painted red smile,
couldn't have her even though i wanted more...

let me press the buttons...
let me hear your calls...
come on down and play with me,
all alone again, we'll take the fall...

i'm alone in my room,
the walls are all red,

clueless once again, lonely as my mind...
falling in this black gloom,
i'd rather be dead,
but i lie once again, tell 'em i'm fine...

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