(Verse 1 — Soft, Haunting, Storytelling)
She’s the older sister, built to never fall,
Carries everybody’s battles like she’s ten feet tall.
People say she’s perfect—
But they don’t really know
She cries into her pillow where the dark winds blow.
Every day she puts her armor on again,
Paints a smile so no one sees the storm within.
They praise her strength, but never see the cost—
She hides her breaking pieces so they don’t get lost.
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(Pre-Chorus — Rising, Emotional)
But no one knows the weight she’s holding—
Her quiet heart is slowly folding.
She tells herself she can’t break down…
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(Chorus — Big, Heavy, Radio-Hook)
Porcelain crown on a trembling head,
Looks unshattered but she’s breaking instead.
Perfect on the outside, hurting underneath—
A silent fighter gasping just to breathe.
She’s screaming in the darkness, but there’s no sound—
Still she keeps on wearing that porcelain crown.
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(Verse 2 — Stronger, Guitar Punch)
She’s been burned by love, left by promises and lies,
Built walls so high she can’t see her own sunrise.
Trauma in her veins like a winter chill,
She forces every heartbeat just to keep it still.
Everyone says she’s “lucky,” she’s “put together right,”
But they don’t see the shadows that follow her at night.
She’s tired of being perfect, tired of being strong—
Tired of feeling everything and still moving on.
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(Pre-Chorus — Bigger, More Anguished)
She’s sinking deep but keeps on trying,
Her soul is breaking, but she’s defying
The darkness pulling on her gown…
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(Chorus — Even Harder, Cinematic)
Porcelain crown on a trembling head,
Looks unshattered but she’s breaking instead.
Perfect on the outside, hurting underneath—
A silent fighter gasping just to breathe.
They see the shine but not the scars she’s found—
Still she keeps on wearing that porcelain crown.
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(Bridge — Classic Evanescence Energy, Huge Emotion)
(whisper → scream build)
I’m not unbreakable… I’m just afraid to fall.
I’m tired of hiding pain behind these perfect walls.
Then BIG:
Let me be fragile—
Let me be real.
Let me show the wounds
They never let me heal.
’Cause every broken piece
Still has the right to shine…
And someone out there needs to know
They’re just like mine.
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(Final Chorus — Heavy, Powerful, Healing)
Porcelain crown on a trembling head,
But she’s rising even as the tears are shed.
She’s learning she can break and still be strong—
She’s learning she’s been worthy all along.
For every woman hiding pain deep down—
You’re a warrior wearing a porcelain crown.
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(Outro — Soft, But Hopeful)
You don’t have to be perfect…
You just have to be real.
Your cracks are not your weakness—
They’re proof you learned to heal.
CharlieRaww
