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When did this become so unhealthy?
Where once golden curls fell tar drips onto my shoulders,
My pale forehead and scar covered by black bangs.
My music collection lays on the ground crumpled,
The disks shattered into a million pieces.
My stomach never full, my clothes never fitting,
Always buying more, becoming more.
Always look for loose to obscure the imperfections,
Buy heels to be taller and look thinner,
Never eat, the pretty girls never do,
I shouldn't listen to my rock and roll
And leave it shattered on this concrete floor
Because the music worth dying for is too obscure to look for...
My skin must always be too pale, I got that right,
Never in sunshine, avoid the light...
You never liked blonde girls, you never looked behind,
But maybe you just didn't like mine.
When did everything become so unhealthy?
Destroying myself, changing myself,
Not at your request but at my own.