Porcelain Songtext
von Pacific Purgatory

I′m sorry I can't be the one to help
I can′t trust you, I can't even trust myself
And I'm just so afraid to speak my mind
I don′t know why I′m anxious all the time

The sun will always rise in the east
I'm grouped up with the weirdos and the freaks
I don′t want to die unfulfilled
There's a ghost from long ago on the windowsill

One, two, three, four