Rasputina
Текст песни This, My Porcelain Life

This letter you get it,
You burn it,
Forget it
It's not what I meant to say
You might think me a scapegrace
Really a fugitive in decay
I exist here on an acre of nature
In the diminutive
But I'll be thinking of you, I would wager
My favorite hypocrite

You are a master of the commerce of friendship
So I put all of my feathers on
I wrote you this letter, I'll send it
When this foul weather is gone
Of your last words to me I am thinking
And of the depth of your eyes
But you can't halt the profound shrinking
Of this, my porcelain life

You're vexed that I reject your protection
Well I abhor captivity
I want to live alone in my little section
So very wild and watery
How to preserve my own mistaken perfection?
Or your refined vulgarity
I only tenuously ask you this question
Out of a sense it was for clarity

You are a master of the commerce of friendship
So I put all of my feathers on
I wrote you this letter, I'll send it
When this foul weather is gone
Of your last words to me I am thinking
And of the depth of your eyes
But you can't halt the profound shrinking
Of this, my porcelain life

My porcelain life
My porcelain life

I find it very breakable

My porcelain life