Let's starve down to the bone, we're looking better boney
Who needs figure anyway?
Stay with me, stay with me,
So I can dig my nails deep in your cave
It feels better now without control, oh girl,
You look better blurry angel
Why do we need to be sanitary
when the world's so filthy anyway?
Oh poor me, oh poor you, ohhh
Oh poor me, oh poor you, ohhh
Poor unfortunate child
I can't stop running away
I'm a one life, hopeless dirty animal baby
And I bow down to my feeble brain
Aberrated, primitive
Stay with me, stay with me
No food for weeks I've never felt better
We look better famished girl
Hightail to our lush escape,
And leave our filthy world away
Oh poor me, oh poor you, ohhh
Oh poor me, oh poor you, ohhh
Poor unfortunate child
I can't stop running away
I'm on the verge of self destruction
Suffering because of my selfish vices
I'm on the verge of self destruction
Suffering because I gave up on myself and everyone
Oh poor me, oh poor you, ohhh
Oh poor me, oh poor you, ohhh
Poor unfortunate child,
I can't stop running away
Poor unfortunate child,
I can't stop running away...
Skin and Bones - Foo Fighters
Lately I've been measuring
Seems my time is growing thin
Wind me up and watch me spin
Watch me spin
Watch me spin
Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones don't you know?
Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones don't you know?
I'm just skin and bones
All worn out and nothing fits
Brennevin and cigarettes
The more I give the less I get
But I'm all set
I'm all set
Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones don't you know?
Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones don't you know?
I'm just skin and bones X5
Deep within this frame of mind
Heart of hearts oh valentine
Tell my mom I'm doing fine
Doing fine
Doing fine
Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones don't you know?
Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones don't you know?
Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones don't you know?
I'm just skin and bones X4
I'm just skin and hey!
Mr. Self Destruct - NIN
I am the voice inside your head
and I control you
I am the lover in your bed
and I control you
I am the sex that you provide
and I control you
I am the hate you try to hide
and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr. Self-destruct
I speak religion's message clear
and I control you
I am denial guilt and fear
and I control you
I am the prayers of the naive
and I control you
I am the lie that you believe
and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr. Self-destruct
I am the needle in your vein
and I control you
I am the high you can't sustain
and I control you
I am the pusher I'm a whore
and I control you
I am the need you have for more
and I control you
I am the bullet in the gun
and I control you
I am the truth from which you run
and I control you
I am the silencing machine
and I control you
I am the end of all your dreams
and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr. Self-destruct
Me and Mia - Ted Leo and the Pharmacists
As I was walking through a life one morning
the sun was out, the air was warm, but
Oh, I was cold
And though I must have looked half a person,
to tell the tale, in my own version,
It was only then that I felt whole
Do you believe in something beautiful?
Then get up and be it
Fighting for the smallest goal: to get a little self-control
I know how hard you try. I see it in your eyes
But call your friends, 'cause we've forgotten what it's like to eat what's rotten
And what's eating you alive might help you to survive.
We went on as we were on a mission, latest in a Grand Tradition
And oh, what did we find?
It was Ego who was flying the banner, and me and Mia, Ann and Ana
Oh, we'd been unkind
But do you believe in something beautiful?
Then get up and be it
Fighting for the smallest goal: to get a little self-control
I see it in your eyes, I see it in your spine.
But call your friends,
'cause we've forgotten what it's like to eat what's rotten
And what's eating you alive, might help you to survive.
And even the nights, they could get better
And even the days ain't all that bad
And after a week of fighting, as more and more it seems the right thing
But do you believe in something beautiful?
Then get up and be it
Fighting for the smallest goal: to gain a little self-control
Won't anybody here just let you disappear?
Not doctors, nor your mom and dad, but me and Mia, Ann and Ana
Know how hard you try. Don't you see it in my eyes?
Sick to death of my dependence, fighting food to find transcendence
Fighting to survive, more dead but more alive
Cigarettes and speed for livin', and sleeping pills to feel forgiven
All that you contrive, and all that you're deprived
All the bourgeois social angels telling you you've got to change
Don't have any idea. They'll never see so clear.
But don't forget what it really means to hunger strike
when you don't really need to
Some are dying for a cause, but that don't make it yours.
And even the nights, they could get better.
Battlestar Anorexia - The Schoolyard Heroes
This disease will make your heart explode,
Melt your teeth and flesh down to the bone.
They took our blood now, baby.
Your kiss shall poison me.
They took our blood with no permission slip.
Darling, won’t you please…
Turn to stone! Turn to stone!
This disease will make your blood turn gray
Catch your breath and lay yourself to waste.
This is jet black field trip to the end of days.
They took our blood now baby, maybe some things never change...
Turn to stone! Turn to stone!
Time makes corpses
Of our moving parts.
You’ll see, when Revlon smiles steal your spotlight. You’ll be saved if you repeat my name.
Laid to waste ‘cause some things never change. Drawn and quartered like you wanted it, you’ll do as I please.
I carved your name into this pretty flesh: "You shall die for me."
Anorexic Beauty - Pulp
Sitting alone on a cold bar stool,
your cold, hard eyes make me feel a fool.
Pastel-white features,
high cheek-bones,
scarlet-blooded lips and deathly tones.
The girl of my nightmares,
sultry and corpse-like.
The girl
of my
nightmares.
Brittle fingers,
and thin cigarettes,
so hard to tell apart,
she hasn't spoken yet.
You put your hand on mine,
death white on brown,
those whirlpool eyes;
well, I begin to drown.
The girl of my nightmares,
erotic and skull-faced.
The girl
of my
nightmares.
Anorexic beauty,
feather-weight perfection,
anorexic beauty,
underweight
goddess.
Sitting alone on
a cold bar stool, your
so hard to tell apart,
she hasn't spoken yet.
Pastel-white features,
high cheek-bones,
scarlet-blooded lips and deathly tones.
The girl of my nightmares,
sultry and corpse-like.
The girl
of my
nightmares.
Anorexic beauty,
feather-weight perfection,
anorexic beauty,
underweight
goddess.
Big Isn't Beautiful - King Adora
I want your heart-shaped lips,lips,
Cooler hula hips,
I want to feel my bones on your bones,yeah,
I wear my heartache at my sleeve,
I love myself too much to see,
It haunts my dreams,
It haunts my every dream,
Every boy wants a body to die for and,
Every girl who's thin is his rival,
I wish I had a body to die for,
Skinny is sexy,
Big isn't beautiful..
I'm gonna shed me some skin,
Get me real,real slim,
I want to feel my bones on your bones,baby,
I am a teenage drama queen,
I throw my guts up for self-esteem,
It haunts my dreams,
It haunts my every dream,
Every boy wants a body to die for,
And every girl who's thin is his rival,
I wish I had a body to die for,
Skinny is sexy,
Big isn't beautiful,
Ohh,ohh,ohh,
Every boy wants a body to die for and,
Every girl who's thin is his rival,
I wish I had a a body to die for,
Skinny is sexy,
Sweet anorexia,
Skinny is sexy,
Big isn't beautiful
4st 7lbs - Manic Street Preachers
I eat too much to die
And not enough to stay alive
I'm sitting in the middle waiting
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 5st. 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 trys to choke me with roast beef
And sits savouring her sole Ryvita
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
Yeh 4st. 7, an epilogue of youth
Such beautiful dignity in self-abuse
I've finally come to understand life
Through staring blankly at my navel
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