It describes so vividly what goes through my mind at times.
So here goes nothing.
She's the reason you strive
The little voice in your head
Pain makes you feel so alive
But you wish you were dead
The little voice in your head
Pain makes you feel so alive
But you wish you were dead
She's the sound of the wind
Or a starving girl's moans
She'll punish you for your sins
And she'll rattle your bones
Or a starving girl's moans
She'll punish you for your sins
And she'll rattle your bones
Scream! Say it fast
But time runs so slow
Our broken bodies won't last
And we all whisper "no. . ."
But time runs so slow
Our broken bodies won't last
And we all whisper "no. . ."
Well, your future is set
Further battles are lost
The misuse I can't forget
But the abuse is missed when it's gone
Further battles are lost
The misuse I can't forget
But the abuse is missed when it's gone
She's the reason you won't eat
I'm never properly fed
She's the fire in your feet
Who'll turn a coffin into your bed
I'm never properly fed
She's the fire in your feet
Who'll turn a coffin into your bed
She's the remaining hot ash
From the burning of trees
She pours salt into every gash
And she'll bring you to your knees.
From the burning of trees
She pours salt into every gash
And she'll bring you to your knees.
Scream! Say it fast
But time runs so slow
Our broken bodies won't last
And we all whisper "no. . ."
But time runs so slow
Our broken bodies won't last
And we all whisper "no. . ."
Well, your future is set
Further battles are lost
The misuse I can't forget
But the abuse is missed when it's gone
Further battles are lost
The misuse I can't forget
But the abuse is missed when it's gone
She's the slow song in your step
The reason behind your lack of pace
The reason your mother wept
When she always watched you waste. . .
The reason behind your lack of pace
The reason your mother wept
When she always watched you waste. . .
She's the boy who made you cry
She's the tiny cuts in your wrist
You were never good enough, why?
Now today's calories are on a list
She's the tiny cuts in your wrist
You were never good enough, why?
Now today's calories are on a list
Scream! Say it fast
But time runs so slow
Our broken bodies won't last
And we all whisper "no. . ."
But time runs so slow
Our broken bodies won't last
And we all whisper "no. . ."
Well, your future is set
Further battles are lost
The misuse I can't forget
But the abuse is missed when it's gone
Further battles are lost
The misuse I can't forget
But the abuse is missed when it's gone
Ana Wrecks Ya
There's nothing you can do
Who's next? Ya.
Only inches left to lose
There's nothing you can do
Who's next? Ya.
Only inches left to lose
And then there is her friend Mia
Who's spun out of control
A new way, and old idea
And it's begun to take it's toll.
Who's spun out of control
A new way, and old idea
And it's begun to take it's toll.
Ana Wrecks Ya
But we still need you.
There's no room to flex ya
Broken spirit, in worn out shoes
But we still need you.
There's no room to flex ya
Broken spirit, in worn out shoes
Scream! Say it fast
But time runs so slow
Our broken bodies won't last
And we all whisper "no. . ."
But time runs so slow
Our broken bodies won't last
And we all whisper "no. . ."
Well, your future is set
Further battles are lost
The misuse I can't forget
But the abuse is missed when it's gone. . .
Further battles are lost
The misuse I can't forget
But the abuse is missed when it's gone. . .
-The Eye Sore
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