Porcelain
At night you long for days
Your hair still there not
Gray, gray, gray
Her warm, warm body
Buy you no money
Old porcelain, yellow queen
You threw away for
Green, green, grass
But you still wanna grab that past
Morning day, drunk headache, rub your face, skip your eggs, make your
Way, way, way
This job you hate, hate, hate
Drag your feet along the street, it's bleak just like your eyes
They're icy eyes, they're not the ones I liked
Work is like your new religion, praying every day
You fall down to your knees
Every hour, every minute, at the empty alter
"Is this all that I need?"
At night you long for days
Your hair still there not
Gray, gray, gray
Her warm, warm body
Buy you no money
Old porcelain, yellow queen
You threw away for
Green, green, grass
But you still wanna grab that past
It's way past eight, of course no date, too late, is this your fate to
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
This past you hate, hate, hate
You hated staring in each others eyes and pouring your old soul into her bowl
You say you don't want stained porcelain
But you can't throw it away
You keep it in
You keep it in
At night you long for days
Your hair still there not
Gray, gray, gray
Her warm, warm body
Buy you no money
Old porcelain, yellow queen
You threw away for
Green, green, grass
But you still wanna grab that past
At night you long for
Days, days, days
Days, days
Days, days, days,
Days, days
You're dazed
You're dazed
(You keep it in)
(Green, green grass)
Your hair still there not
Gray, gray, gray
Her warm, warm body
Buy you no money
Old porcelain, yellow queen
You threw away for
Green, green, grass
But you still wanna grab that past
Morning day, drunk headache, rub your face, skip your eggs, make your
Way, way, way
This job you hate, hate, hate
Drag your feet along the street, it's bleak just like your eyes
They're icy eyes, they're not the ones I liked
Work is like your new religion, praying every day
You fall down to your knees
Every hour, every minute, at the empty alter
"Is this all that I need?"
At night you long for days
Your hair still there not
Gray, gray, gray
Her warm, warm body
Buy you no money
Old porcelain, yellow queen
You threw away for
Green, green, grass
But you still wanna grab that past
It's way past eight, of course no date, too late, is this your fate to
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
This past you hate, hate, hate
You hated staring in each others eyes and pouring your old soul into her bowl
You say you don't want stained porcelain
But you can't throw it away
You keep it in
You keep it in
At night you long for days
Your hair still there not
Gray, gray, gray
Her warm, warm body
Buy you no money
Old porcelain, yellow queen
You threw away for
Green, green, grass
But you still wanna grab that past
At night you long for
Days, days, days
Days, days
Days, days, days,
Days, days
You're dazed
You're dazed
(You keep it in)
(Green, green grass)
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Taylor, James Pheasant, Jade Bowman, Jason Allum, Lee Noon
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