Songtext von Refrain From Your Porcelain

Come on, yeah Next in line! Perish in your penicillin Curing every happy feeling The counter-part of you A far more important being Perish in your porcelain Shatter on the floors of others The remedy will take you Unless you learn to die sometimes Soar forever soar for now The pity won't take your bullets Mass hysteria Next in line You're not worth the gold you're made of Corners might be dark and safe Sworn Fuck your icons Next in line Next in line Next in line Next in line Next in line Next in line Next in line Next in line Perish in your penicillin Sweet apartheid made you willing It's a matter of public loss And not even once will it return Perish in your porcelain Finest china's filled with milk Burning the ambition That holds the seams together Mass hysteria Next in line You're not worth the gold you're made of Corners might be dark and safe Sworn to mass hysteria Feel my hypothermia Sworn to mass hysteria Feel my hypothermia