janvier 17, 2018

zanorexong




ANOREXONG

 

Your skin is smooth so their eyes slowly slide down on your pale

face

Your bones are gently gently crackling right under your frail

lace

Mmh, you haven’t bled for a while

Mmh, you’re empty and dry

 

Watch me binge

I’ll watch you die

I heard you throw up from the other side

Guess what I dread

I know what you hide

We’re all so sick but not like you anorexic

girl

 

You’re so fussy you’re never done you hardly sleep but you smile

outside

They’re all way too weak to get it but sometimes you need a crowd

by your side

Mmh, my wooden belly

Mmh, my mental pill

 

Watch me binge

I’ll watch you die

I heard you throw up from the other side

Guess what I dread

I know what you hide

We’re all so sick but not like you anorexic

girl

 

I do it pure, you do it clean

I won’t cure, you always win