Days since I last pissed Cheeks sunken and despaired So gorgeous sunk to six stone Lose my only remaining home
See my third rib appear A week later all my flesh disappears Stretching taut, cling-film on bone I'm getting better
Karen says I've reached my target weight Kate and Emma and Kristin know it's fake Problem is diet's not a big enough word I wanna be so skinny that I rot from view
I want to walk in the snow And not leave a footprint I want to walk in the snow And not soil its purity
Stomach collapsed at five Lift up my skirt my sex is gone Naked and lovely and 5 stone 2 May I bud and never flower
My vision's getting blurred But I can see my ribs and I feel fine My hands are trembling stalks And I can feel my breasts are sinking
Mother tries to choke me with roast beef And sits savouring her sole Ryvitta That's the way you're built my father said But I can change my cocoon shedding
I want to walk in the snow And not leave a footprint I want to walk in the snow And not soil its purity
Kate and Kristin and Kit Kat All things I like looking at Too weak to fuss, too weak to die Choice is skeletal in everybody's life
I choose my choice, I starve to frenzy Hunger soon passes and sickness soon tires Legs bend, stockinged I am Twiggy And I don't mind the horror that surrounds me
Self-worth scatters, self-esteem's a bore I long since moved to a higher plateau This discipline's so rare so please applaud Just look at the fat scum who pamper me so
Yeah 4 stone 7, an epilogue of youth Such beautiful dignity in self-abuse I've finally come to understand life Through staring blankly at my navelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
