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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Found you in a cardboard box
Chipped paint
Crooked smile
One eye
Mama said
"Throw that thing out"
But you stared back like
"We’ll survive"
Tiny suit with the fraying seams
Hands too small to ever hold mine
Still I carved secrets in your chest
You swallowed every single line
[Chorus]
Porcelain friend
You never blink
You never bend
You’re in my hands
But somehow you still command
Every word I say
Every path I choose
Porcelain friend
If I let you go
I lose
[Verse 2]
Years passed
I dressed you in black
Scar on your cheek just like mine
Kept you on the highest shelf
But you climbed down in my mind
You wait by the bedroom door
Cold smile pressed against my thought
Weighing names like rosary beads
Tipping every "should" to "ought"
[Chorus]
Porcelain friend
You never blink
You never bend
You’re in my hands
But somehow you still command
Every word I say
Every path I choose
Porcelain friend
If I let you go
I lose
[Bridge]
You lean close
Breath like dust in my ear (so clear)
"Say yes
Say yes
Let me steer
Let me steer" (yeah)
Who am I
When your silence speaks first?
Is it love
Is it curse
Is it thirst?
[Chorus]
Porcelain friend
You never blink
You never bend
You’re in my hands
But somehow you still command
Every word I say
Every path I choose
Porcelain friend
If I let you go
I lose
Porcelain friend
Crack my skin
Crawl back in again
You’re in my bones
In every fear I defend
Every word I say
Every path I choose
Porcelain friend
If I let you go… I’m you
Details
GeneratedJan 25, 2026
Duration4:04
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Dark gothic rock with baritone male vocals, tom-heavy drums, and detuned baritone guitars; verses stalk forward on palm-muted riffs and distant choir pads, chorus explodes with half-time crash hits, stacked harmonies, and a haunting lead line doubled by a warped organ; bridge strips to bass and whispery vocal before a final, crushing full-band reprise, dramatic, gothic rock
Credits
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LunarOutput334
LunarOutput334ModelAria v5
Prompt
Dramatic dark gothic rock, about a boy with a doll from childhood that was his "buddy" and still is as a man. His grip on him has not let go. He whispers in your ear, swaying decisions.
