Porcelain, are you wasting away in your skin
Are you missing the love of your kin
Drifting and floating and fading away
Porcelain, do you smell like a girl when you smile
Can you bear not to share with your child
Drifting and floating and fading away
Little lune all day
Little lune
Porcelain, do you carry the moon in your womb
Someone said that you're fading too soon
Drifting and floating and fading away
Porcelain are you wasting away in your skin
Are you missing the love of your kin
Nodding and melting and fading away
Little lune all day
Little lune
Little lune all day
Little lune
Are you missing the love of your kin
Drifting and floating and fading away
Porcelain, do you smell like a girl when you smile
Can you bear not to share with your child
Drifting and floating and fading away
Little lune all day
Little lune
Porcelain, do you carry the moon in your womb
Someone said that you're fading too soon
Drifting and floating and fading away
Porcelain are you wasting away in your skin
Are you missing the love of your kin
Nodding and melting and fading away
Little lune all day
Little lune
Little lune all day
Little lune
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Porcelain Lyrics as written by Chad Smith Anthony Kiedis
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And how can you even use that term if you don't know what it means...?
The other interesting thing I recognized, how different people write about this song, most of You have mentioned souch ideas, I would have never thought of. Everyone writes those event, which exist in ones life and thoughts. How different we are.
Now see my interpreatation, please forgive me, it is a bit dark. For me this is about a caricature of life. To abuse the holiness of life. A girl, a porcelain doll, who would like to be like enyone else, just a plain everyday girl. But she is not given that gift. All she has is her skin, she is empty inside, want touch and feel the love of humans, but jus can't fit inthere. She is not like the others, and that love is incomprehensible to her. She aspires for something she can't understand and can' reach. She aspires in her honest childish way. But what she want, that is impossible, so she is wasting her life. Smell like a girl, when you smile. She is trying to be alike, but all she can touch is the surface. Carry the Moon in your womb. This is the part I usually beginn to be is tears, for a woman to have a child is a part of the maning of life. This girl, this doll can never have one. The Moon symolises for me barrenness. Or to give birth something inanimate. It's meaningless. Nothing comes off, everything turnes aside in a strange and odd way, all her attempts are a bit pathetic. And she is fading and melting away without making her dreams some true. Her mission, is not to live a complete and happy life, she is expected just to serve, just to be pretty. And I think many people live in this planet, who are born as normal children, just they shoulderd to become a porcelain doll. I think it is not worth it.
Here is a video, that has came in my mind, while listening to this song. I don't think the message is the same, not at all, just the feelings. And the images.
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Sorry if something is not to understand, it's been a really long time, I last spoke english.
Emptiness with the doll, the moon, the mothers feeling and the baby. All empty of life.
A beautiful woman who is addicted to herion and struggling to get clean.. someone who used to be so beautiful and now lost her family and herself and now a child who has had a chance at life... like a porcelain babydoll.
But I do like that comment about maybe the woman already had a child and lost it.. or maybe had an abortion and cant forgive herself so she drift and fades and nods away on herion because she feels like she has nothing... I know someone just like that... my ex. so sad. it was our child and i made her have an abortion and now she may never be able to have kids due to endometriosis.. I cry thining about it and wish i wasnt such a selfish piece of shit... a child is truely a gift no matter what stage or part of life your in.. i hate abortions and if we wouldve had that baby... she wouldn't be using herion right now... a part of myself hates myself...but know that it's not my fault for her using ,but as much as I tell myself that i still feel responsible
Help the person youve wronged. Be there if she needs help you know? She'll begin to forgive you and in that you can begin to forgive yourself. The pain of this awful time will never go but its easier to live with. I know you didnt ask for a cy
Help the person youve wronged. Be there if she needs help you know? She'll begin to forgive you and in that you can begin to forgive yourself. The pain of this awful time will never go but its easier to live with. I know you didnt ask for a cyber shrink but hope this helps haha :)
"Porcelain, are you wasting away in your skin
Are you missing the love of your kin
Drifting and floating and fading away"
I think that by nick-naming this person porcelain it means how fragile the person really is, they fall and they break,
they are wasting away in their own skin because of their use of drugs and how that has affected their way of life,missing love in general,being an addict is very lonely, thats why i think by kin means a human, just a human that loves you honestly.
"Porcelain are you wasting away in your skin
Are you missing the love of your kin
Nodding and melting and fading away"
Sedative drugs make you nod when taken in excess, and you become so sedated as if you were melting if you are laying down somewhere,you feel how your consciousness is fading away, just as i feel right now.
maybe everything im saying doesnt make sense and im projecting onto the song im under the influence of sedatives right now and listening to this song is making me cry, very hard, i was obsessed with this song when i was 12, and hadnt listened to it since then
oh how times have changed.
-Pö£ô-