Beware false prophets, take a stand!
My fortune cookie cracked up in my hand,
More advice to fill up your head
More empty words from the living dead-
Who seek to explain what can't really be said-
And how disappointed I was
To turn out after all,
Just a porcelain God,
That shatters when it falls,
Too much will kill you, too little ain't enough
You shout my name but I'll call your bluff
Most who see me, see me not for real
We fake & fawn, play games 'til dawn
But I could see what you can see
And I hate too what you hate in me,
And how disappointed I am
To find me part of no plan,
Just a porcelain God,
That shatters when it falls

I shake it off and start again
"Don't lose control", I tell myself,
Life can take many things away,
Some people will try, and take it all
They'll pick off pieces as they watch you crawl
And how disappointed I was
To turn out after all,
Just a porcelain God,
That shatters when it falls-
That shatters when it falls.

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): PAUL JOHN WELLER