Pretty In Porcelain

I stand alone in the dark

I feel glued cause I can’t move

My heart it pounds in my chest fast

As he takes his first step into the room

My stomach drops deeply

His eager eyes they stare undressing me

I’m nauseous so sickly

Am I dead, am I dreaming?

Oppressive caressing

Paralyzed, gotta wake up from this nightmare misery

But the nightmare’s not over

It’s only just begun

As he starts to arrange me

Does it all for fun

(I’ll have you know)

I’m not a game you can play

A fucking doll to manipulate

(Please wake me up!)

His fingers feel like blades as they run up my thighs

He paints my face, changes my dress, I’m ready for his night

But not through my eyes

I’m stuck imprisoned and paralyzed

Count to three open my eyes and see

The world around me is still a nightmare

I gotta wake up from this dream

What could it be this visions’s trying to tell me

I can’t see it clearly

Feel it try to break me

With his touch I feel the burn of a thousand suns

I try to scream I try to move but I just can’t run

He’s playing with me like a porcelain doll

But there’s nothing I can do I just feel so small

Makeup running down my face

From the tears and the sweat I feel so disgraced

As he dresses and undresses me I fear I may die

Wake up, wake up, wake up!

I’m stuck imprisoned and paralyzed

I know to you that I just seem like an inanimate being

Deep down inside I am alive and you are torturing me!

The suffering you’ve inflicted

You’re addicted

Cause you’re head’s sick

Actions wicked

Sick and twisted

Scars will heal but I’ll still feel it!