Little miss self destruct
Been up all night talking to myself again
Don’t worry im doing okay, please don’t say
Anything to anyone about my health, speaks thou a word your skin’s gonna melt.
and I do swear im not too nice and I do swear im cold as ice, and do believe I can pay the price, I have to pay to get these guys, hopefully I will be thin and then again you’ll see me win, spin around, like some fucking druggy bitch, its like I’ve found a cure for this itch, do one pound and then one more, see im not you typical dramawhore, see Im not hardcore I just play the game I was put here for, every little thing I see and read about each day, these Hollywood bitches, what made outta clay? It’s not even normal who the hell are they? Something is wrong cant you tell, and its not me that made this world seem like hell, and I just go through it cuz I don’t know what the fuck to do, with you and with me and with my crew, it bothers me deep down in my soul, you keep coming back to refill my hole, the piece of the heart you stole you cant ever replace and its not my fault I cant seem to paste, myself from my disease, im a ana-addict and im addicted to the rush, and I may be gay too, you hear me bush? Ha-ha sorry im not your average person and I do cut myself from time to time, and I do live to tell in all of my rhymes, and you keep reading it out loud like I didn’t write it, this is my music, this my shit, this is my life this is my new hit. I picked up those pieces, rinsed them up and put em in, took the pills and made a sin, my new drug of choice my heroine, confused now don’t you think let me be the black and pink kick your ass and make you leave I can handle this, you seem deceived. Just take your shit and leave I don’t wanna see you here.
Little miss self destruct
Had a fit and made it work
Took a couple and rinsed it down
With pure vodka up in crazy town
Little miss self destruct
Wanna see her fat been sucked
Plain black coffee and cigarettes
Don’t need to eat -no need for that.
The heavens is red and I don’t know why, im getting colour blind when im on this high, shit fuck oh my oh my, what is mummy gonna say when she see you like that, you’ll probably hear you’re still too fat, in my ear something’s ringing and I cant see shit, my body is shaking and im having a fit, again, oh then, take another pill, or whatever, take ten, I don’t care what happens I might pass out, would you please remove this crap from my mouth, take it, take it I don’t wanna eat, jizes what’s wrong with you, I don’t even eat meat, its like your suffocating me with those stupid words and I know I said get the hell out, Im fine, im good, im slimming down and its all me, im removing the pounds. She’s in there somewhere, helping me get by, look im doing good, aren’t I? Please don’t yell, im sorry I failed, im gonna do so well today, you’ll see Im not soiled. I ‘ll go for that walk, oh hell ill run, anything for you my honeybun, you know we both want them to be superstunned, superhappy and superscared, wondering about how the hell I dared, how I did it so fast and how I didn’t fall, and I get my thinspo from nic and Giselle. And if I die before my goal, I’ll probably go to hell, shit im going to hell. At least I have a story to tell. Im interesting, that’s what I try to say, and im hiding away, but for my own good okay? Don’t be so jealous, I swear it’s not to bad being you, try walking in my shoes for a day, you’d be high too. you would too been standing on that ledge, closing your eyes calling out the pledge, the society you knew you’d failed, looking drenched, sad and pale. And having to realize this too would fail, you couldn’t go through with it and you cried alone with the cops around you, asking you were you live, wanting to help but nothing did, and you kept your mouth shut, like a lid, and told them nothing about what she said. And you’d probably kissed yourself when I had to be me again, clinging to those thoughts that remained, looking right through me like I was stained. Like a child crying to her mama, walk away, no more drama, no more of this you’re too tired and weak, and I say hell yeah im at my peak, from this day on I will not speak, about my freak, inside this head I have a voice, giving me no other choice, I don’t want them to kill her, to take her from me, she’s the one being there cant you see, she maybe some what honest and somewhat mean, but she tells me things I haven’t seen. Like, see the fat on my thighs, never realized they were so big, I’ll disguise, I’ll work out and I’ll be nice, I’ll be strong ill be so good, I lose 20 pounds, no more food, im halfway there, oh shit no im not, I still have like 30 if I wanna be proud, and then we’ll see, she’ll tell me, she’ll say what I need, she’s the voice that me feeds, just call her misses deeds, I call her Ana, sometimes I say slut, sometimes I don’t know her sometimes she’s a cunt, sometimes so oblivious to her silent screams, but mostly she yells even in my dreams, even she comes from your mouth, I think it’s the drugs that’s keeping her out. My gawd im so hungry, and it feels so good, im so fucking empty I feel the blood, running, through my veins, numbing my body and hating the cravings, take my gross fat away hide me until that day, I can walk in the snow without leaving a trace and you will ask me, just in case, if im anorexic and if I love what I do, and I will probably tell you, and say your in it too..
Little miss self destruct…
its not too good but who care. anyways, theres a ana inside all of us
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