Men Loneliness
Porcelain doll without a soul
Who'll be the one to try to save you this time?
Broken pieces on the floor of the female who could have been a queen
But your pieces never find a king
Blood on your toes
When you get close
The pieces cut
And stains everything with blood
Please stop walking towards to me
I don't need a Prince
Who stains me in red
To show how much he cares
Oh, porcelain has cut your feet
Oh, my poor kid who stills believe
That love can be won by sacrifice
You are not my Jesus Christ
You can save no one
Your life is not worth that much
I'm way too high for heaven 'though
I am not enough for hell
Closed eyes and dirty flesh
It's my Schrödinger innocence
You will never understand
What is like to be a girl
When you've never asked for it
Dark blood running down my legs
Dirty thoughts invade my mind
When I'm commanded to be pure
I'm not looking for a seed
Don't want to conceive a fruit
All I ever want to do
Is ripped out my uterus
So you can never ask me for
Something I don't want to do
You thought I could be like Virgin Mary
But I have always dreamed
To be like the brave Lilith
Who found her way on her own
But I must admit I am just like Eve
Who was always guided by a sin
My umbilical cord
Was a snake
Evil's under my skin
I can't shed
I was given Pandora's box
Made by a man
For me to open
So I can be blamed
Demons all around me
The doll turned out to be a witch
Five cats are my troops
They save me from being with you
Porcelain is just a dream
Born of men loneliness
But I love my solitude
I don't want fake bonniness
I don't want to take a bite
To be the apple's what I want
Want to be like Lucifer
I want to rule my own hell
You gave me wings to cut them off
To see the way I hit the floor
But you didn't take into account
That Gaia made my legs strong
Who'll be the one to try to save you this time?
Broken pieces on the floor of the female who could have been a queen
But your pieces never find a king
Blood on your toes
When you get close
The pieces cut
And stains everything with blood
Please stop walking towards to me
I don't need a Prince
Who stains me in red
To show how much he cares
Oh, porcelain has cut your feet
Oh, my poor kid who stills believe
That love can be won by sacrifice
You are not my Jesus Christ
You can save no one
Your life is not worth that much
I'm way too high for heaven 'though
I am not enough for hell
Closed eyes and dirty flesh
It's my Schrödinger innocence
You will never understand
What is like to be a girl
When you've never asked for it
Dark blood running down my legs
Dirty thoughts invade my mind
When I'm commanded to be pure
I'm not looking for a seed
Don't want to conceive a fruit
All I ever want to do
Is ripped out my uterus
So you can never ask me for
Something I don't want to do
You thought I could be like Virgin Mary
But I have always dreamed
To be like the brave Lilith
Who found her way on her own
But I must admit I am just like Eve
Who was always guided by a sin
My umbilical cord
Was a snake
Evil's under my skin
I can't shed
I was given Pandora's box
Made by a man
For me to open
So I can be blamed
Demons all around me
The doll turned out to be a witch
Five cats are my troops
They save me from being with you
Porcelain is just a dream
Born of men loneliness
But I love my solitude
I don't want fake bonniness
I don't want to take a bite
To be the apple's what I want
Want to be like Lucifer
I want to rule my own hell
You gave me wings to cut them off
To see the way I hit the floor
But you didn't take into account
That Gaia made my legs strong
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