She whispers to me from the depths of my gut
"If you want to stay thin, you'll keep your mouth shut
Every morsel of food that passes your lips
Will rest on your thighs, your stomach, your hips
Resist the temptation, you must avoid all your meals
Because nothing tastes as good as thin feels
Thin equals beauty so you must loose all that weight
And fat is the enemy both of us hate
Like buried treasure, your bones will be found
They'll rise to the surface as you shed each pound
I am your new drug and I will get you high
And I will help you kiss all your problems good bye.

11/08/2003

Posted on 11/08/2003
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