AS SHE MODELS HER CLOTHES HER MOTHER STATES
YOU'RE PUTTING ON A LITTLE WEIGHT
WHEN SHE LOOKS IN THE MIRROR SHE CAN'T DEBATE
SO SHE DECIDES TO LIMIT WHAT SHE PUTS ON HER PLATE
SHE CUTS OUT CERTAIN FOODS AND RESTRICTS THE REST
ALL IN HER AMBITION TO BE THE BEST
IT DOESN'T TAKE LONG BEFORE SHE'S OBSESSED
AND IN HER MIND THE DISORDER INFESTS
SHE CURLS UP IN PAIN ON HER BED
AS HER BODY CRIES OUT TO BE FED
BUT SHE HAS TO OBEY THE VOICE IN HER HEAD
ALL OF THIS FAT YOU MUST SHED
SHE WHISPERS DESPERATELY
SAVE ME PLEASE
AS SHE FALLS ONCE AGAIN TO HER BRUISED KNEES
SHE'S FADING FAST AND NO ONE SEES
SHE DESPERATELY FIGHTS FOR JUST LITTLE CONTROL
SHE WANTS A PERFECT BODY AND A PERFECT SOUL
THE EFFECTS OF THIS DISEASE ARE TAKING A TOLL
AS LOWER AND LOWER SHE SETS HER GOAL
SEVEN YEARS LATER SHE'S STRUGGLING STILL
STILL NO DREAMS HAVE BEEN FULL FILLED
SHE'S TIRED OF THIS DISEASE
OF BEING ILL
TO FIGHT FOR LIFE
SHE'S LOST ALL WILL
HER WEIGHT DROPS TO A MERE SIXTY-FIVE POUNDS
BUT STILL SHE CAN'T SEE THE LOSS SO PROFOUND
IN THIS DISORDERS CHAINS SHE IS BOUND
THERE'S NO WAY OUT
SHE'S HIT THE GROUND
SHE GROWS WEAKER DAY BY DAY
HER HEART IS FAILING
SHE'S IN A STATE OF DECAY
WITH HER LAST BREATH SHE WHISPERS A PRAY
AS HER BODY DIES
AND SPIRIT FADES AWAY
I AM BEAUTIFUL NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY,NO WORDS WON'T BRING ME DOWN
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