Manic Street Preachers - 4st 7lb Lyrics
Days since I last pissedCheeks sunken and despairedSo gorgeous sunk to six stoneLose my only remaining homeSee my third rib appearA week later all my flesh disappearStretching taut, cling-film on boneIm getting betterKaren says Ive reached my target weightKate and emma and kristin know its fakeProblem is diets not a big enough wordI wanna be so skinny that I rot from viewI want to walk in the snowAnd not leave a footprintI want to walk in the snowAnd not soil its purityStomach collapsed at fiveLift up my skirt my sex is gone***** and lovely and 5st. 2May I bud and never flowerMy visions getting blurredBut I can see my ribs and I feel fineMy hands are trembling stalksAnd I can feel my breasts are sinkingMother trys to choke me with roast beefAnd sits savouring her sole ryvittaThats the way youre built my father saidBut I can change, my cocoon sheddingI want to walk in the snowAnd not leave a footprintI want to walk in the snowAnd not soil its purityKate and kristin and kit katAll things I like looking atToo weak to fuss, too weak to dieChoice is skeletal in everybodys lifeI choose, my choice, I starve to frenzyHunger soon passes and sickness soon tiresLegs bend, stockinged I am twiggyAnd I dont mind the horror that surrounds meSelf-worth scatters, self-esteems a boreI long since moved to a higher plateauThis disciplines so rare so please applaudJust look at the fat scum who pamper me soYeh 4st. 7, an epilogue of youthSuch beautiful dignity in self-abuseIve finally come to understand lifeThrough staring blankly at my navel.
