Porcelain Lyrics - The Lunar Year

My brain is porcelain. 

I'm a Contortionist 

I want to breathe you in 

As your light breathes 

Like wine and lilac 

Betrothed inside your veins. 

Your bones are verdant and fair 

I would die without you. 

My brain is porcelain. 

I'm a contortionist 

A fiend of circumstance, 

I break at zeal's first glance. 

My vice is my own mind 

I would die without you. 

You dress my loveless spine 

and braid my muzzled hair 

You rip my heart in two 

I would die without you 

I would die without you. 

My brain is porcelain 

My brain is porcelain.