Sixteen for an nausea
Twentytwo for passing out
Thirtyfive for hardcore damage
Forythyeight, enough to die
Numbers and measurements
Names of all kinds of pills
Searching for the biggenst vein
It's all in my head
Every word of knowledge
Leading to my death
Sixty in an apple
One hundred twentytwo in a banana
Twenty six-point-nine for soms low fat cheese
Fifty in a glass of milk
Numers and calories
Of every kind of food
Haunting trough my head
Anorexia, Bulimia, Not Otherwise Specified
The kill me, but protect.
The help me to be perfect
They help me to be wrecked!
Every morning, I'm runngin to the scale
The numbers make me satisfied
But they tell me I failed
The pain of hunger
It makes me wanna cry
But they, Ana, Mia, NOS,
Tell me such big lies!
They make me vomit
Take laxatives and exercise
The forbid me to eat
They're the reason of my pain
My hate, my desire to die
But beside all that there is something important
wich they give
That is the power of perfection
A possibility to live.