Just like porcelain clay
That shatters to pieces upon the floor
Every heart's made the same
With endless desire, always craving more
Though we know that nothing lasts
Like a promise bound to break
We bury the truth to keep hidden away
Just to spare ourselves the pain
Of falling apart...
Deep in dust covered shrines that once hailed the divine
Lie the statues of angels condemnably cast aside
Loved by none mere remnants of our past
We've become sickened it seems with amnestic disease
For this body's a prison; perversion of verity
Self is but a myth, "so what are you?"
Here's a clue!
'Cause from head to toe it feels
Like I'm falling apart at the seams
And there's nothing you can say to save me (save me please)
'Cause from head to toe it feels
Like I'm falling apart at the seams
Do you feel the same? When your heart is made...
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