Lyrics
My skin is a story
My skin serves as a narrative of my experiences.
With marks and lines, it makes me feel weary
The marks and lines on my skin make me feel tired or burdened.
My face is like a galaxy
My face is compared to a galaxy, adorned with freckles resembling stars and lacking a sense of stability.
With spotty freckle stars and no sense of gravity
Despite positive aspects, the negative ones seem more powerful.
But even with the good
Even with positive elements, negative experiences feel more impactful.
The bad feels so much stronger
Inner struggles often triumph, wandering freely in my thoughts.
My inner demons, they always win
Internal demons consistently prevail in my mind.
And in my mind they saunter
Negative thoughts and emotions leisurely stroll in my mind.
So many things that I've come to hate
There are many things about myself that I've grown to dislike.
They line my body and caress my face
Negative experiences and self-perceived flaws mark my body and touch my face.
I feel so frail and empty too
I feel fragile and empty, akin to a delicate tea cup repaired with dried glue.
Like a china tea cup with dried out glue
Comparing oneself to fragile porcelain, indicating vulnerability.
I am made of porcelain
Emphasizing fragility, the speaker identifies as porcelain.
I'm cracking now and then, it wears my down
Expressing vulnerability and occasional emotional breakdowns.
And I am made of porcelain
Despite outward appearance, internal struggles lead to breaking down.
I look okay but I am breaking down
Despite seeming fine, there's an internal deterioration.
Over and over again
Repetition of breaking down, highlighting the recurring nature of struggles.
Oh, over and over again
Reiterating the cyclical nature of the speaker's challenges.
Stretches and patches corrupt my flesh
Describing the impact of external influences on the speaker's self-esteem.
Slowly eating away any confidence that's left
Negative experiences erode the speaker's remaining confidence.
And I really wish I wouldn't let
Expressing a desire to not let appearance dictate personal worries.
My appearance dictate how much I fret
Reflecting on how appearance affects the level of anxiety.
Because they say what's inside is what really matters
Emphasizing the importance of inner qualities despite struggling to ignore external judgments.
But I really can't seem to ignore
Difficulty in ignoring aspects of oneself that are disliked.
The parts of me that I abhor
Struggling with self-loathing and feeling weakened.
It makes me feel like I am weak and battered
Self-perceived flaws contribute to a sense of weakness and battering.
'Cause I am made of porcelain
Reiteration of being made of porcelain and experiencing occasional cracks.
Cracking now and then, it wears my down
Continuing to express vulnerability and emotional weariness.
And I am made of porcelain
Despite outward appearances, internal struggles persist.
I look okay but I am breaking down
Highlighting internal deterioration behind a seemingly okay exterior.
Over and over again
Repeated expression of breaking down, emphasizing its recurrence.
Oh, over and over again
Reiterating the cyclical nature of the speaker's challenges.
Oooooo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oooo-oo-oo
Repetition of vocalization, conveying a sense of emotional distress or release.
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oooo-oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo
Continuation of vocalization, possibly indicating emotional turbulence.
Oooooo
Repetition of vocalization, maintaining the emotional tone of the song.
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