this is shallow porcelain may your tears away hell bent on happiness wishing the truth away how far we fell and those stuck way below look at us now sister with echo resembling surface i know it s weakened trust just trying to cut to the truth find some kind of shelter seems all we are is desert taking cover from the raging and confusion just trying to cut to the truth find some kind of shelter seems all we are is desert taking cover from the raging confusion confusion making my way down with seems i lost my oldest friend more than blood between our bones the last one with after some day when we re out of town again felt the black beneath my feet stop skipping away we re secret i don t believe it i don t believe it i don t believe it1