Skott - Porcelain Lyrics
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Porcelain
Porcelain Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Porcelain By Skott?
Hold your horses
Hold, hold the border Don't come closer Don't, don't let go of me I'm like porcelain When you're with me All, all I know is Just about a million ways to harm you All the things I shouldn't say Are the things that when I want to make you happy Only comes out of me What if I dropped, dropped the steering wheel Closed my eyes Drove, drove faster I'm like porcelain When I love you I, I know it's Just about a million ways to harm you All the things I shouldn't say Are the things that when I want to make you happy Only comes out of me We have got the power of destruction You can always let it fall But when we try to work on something solid It is too goddamn hard Give it a thought, it takes a lot To trust that someone else will catch my fall It takes a lifetime, breaking goes fast When everything that matters made of glass Just about a million ways to harm you All the things I shouldn't say Are the things that when I want to make you happy Only comes out of me Just about a million ways to harm you All the things I shouldn't say Are the things that when I want to make you happy Only comes out of me We have got the power of destruction You can always let it fall But when we try to work on something solid It is too goddamn hard I'm like porcelain I'm like porcelain I'm like porcelain I'm like porcelain I'm like porcelain |
Who Wrote Porcelain By Skott?
Agrin Rahmani, Pauline Skott
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What's The Duration Of The Porcelain By Skott?The duration of Porcelain is 4:01 minutes and seconds. |
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