my songs (3)

Gothic Porcelain Doll

I have a little friend
who walks with me
by my side
holding onto my hand
with a beautiful evil smile

Our long black hair
shocking dark eyes
and our striking smile
who will catch anyone off guard
even you

DRESSED UP IN OUR LITTLE BLACK DRESSES
MADE UP FACES
DON'T WE LOOK BEAUTIFUL?
TORTURING THOSE WHO DARE TO LAUGH
WHO DARE TO HURT MY BEST FRIEND
MY GOTHIC PORCELAIN DOLL
MY GOTHIC PORCELAIN DOLL

My little doll
so delicate and sweet
screams as a bad man
knocks her to her feet
breaking her

Her cries are heard
as I pick her up
and calm her down
so I take her home
and fix her right up
she looks beautiful as ever
but has a scar from the bad man

DRESSED UP IN OUR LITTLE BLACK DRESSES
MADE UP FACES
DON'T WE LOOK BEAUTIFUL?
TORTURING THOSE WHO DARE TO LAUGH
WHO DARE TO HURT MY BEST FRIEND
MY GOTHIC PORCELAIN DOLL
MY GOTHIC PORCELAIN DOLL

She seeks revenge
ready to scare the man half to Death
standing over him at night
with a knife in sight
a cut here, a cut there
the bad man screams

Now she goes home
full of hope
now that the bad man
has a scar to remember her by
every time he looks into a mirror

DRESSED UP IN OUR LITTLE BLACK DRESSES
MADE UP FACES
DON'T WE LOOK BEAUTIFUL?
TORTURING THOSE WHO DARE TO LAUGH
WHO DARE TO HURT MY BEST FRIEND
MY GOTHIC PORCELAIN DOLL
MY GOTHIC PORCELAIN DOLL