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Porcelain Hours
Pin-Up Went Down Lyrics
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this cold truth
Knowing all
from shit to shit
Knowing nothing at all
fear of the light
fear of the lies
The truth
I'd rather be blind
I'd rather seize that porcelain hours
But I know
Fear of the light as you're seeking deep
Dear of the ground as you're losing it
Wake up wake up
what you see indeed
Every piece of a cold truth is a grave to remind
Every piece of
this cold truth
Knowing all
from shit to shit
I'd rather be blind
Never know nothing at all
Fear of the light as you're seeking deep
Fear of the ground as you're losing it
Wake up wake up
what you seek indeed
is a grave to remind
The lyrics to Pin-Up Went Down's song Porcelain Hours are cryptic and thought-provoking. The song seems to be about the fear of facing the painful realities of life, as represented by the "cold truth". The singer seems to be struggling with the knowledge that they possess, knowing "all from shit to shit" but feeling like they "know nothing at all". They are afraid of the light and afraid of the lies, suggesting a deep sense of mistrust and confusion.
The repetition of the line "I'd rather be blind" is a powerful statement about the desire to avoid facing the harsh realities of life, to choose ignorance over knowledge. The phrase "porcelain hours" is also intriguing, suggesting a fragility and delicacy that can be easily shattered. The line "every piece of a cold truth is a grave to remind" is a haunting reminder that knowledge can be a heavy burden to bear, and that facing the truth can be like facing death itself.
Overall, the lyrics to Porcelain Hours are complex and difficult to interpret, but they seem to be about the struggle to face the harsh realities of life, and the desire to avoid them at all costs.
Line by Line Meaning
Every piece of
Each fragment of
this cold truth
This harsh reality
Knowing all
Having awareness of each detail
from shit to shit
Even from the worst situations
Knowing nothing at all
Having no knowledge at all
fear of the light
Anxiety towards what is visible
fear of the lies
Dread of deception
The truth
The reality
Around
Surrounding
I'd rather be blind
I would prefer not to see
I'd rather seize that porcelain hours
I would like to possess that fragile moment
But I know
Yet, I am aware
Fear of the light as you're seeking deep
The deeper you go, the stronger your fear of what you might find
Dear of the ground as you're losing it
Feeling afraid of losing your grasp on reality
Wake up wake up
Become alert
what you see indeed
What you are experiencing as true
Every piece of a cold truth is a grave to remind
Each part of the harsh reality is a reminder of our mortality
Contributed by Adrian G. Suggest a correction in the comments below.