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