4st 7lb

4st 7lb - Manic Street Preachers

I eat too much to die

And not enough to stay alive

I'm sitting in the middle waiting

Days since I last pissed

Cheeks sunken and despaired

So gorgeous sunk to six stone

Lose my only remaining home

See my third rib appear

A week later all my flesh disappears

Stretching taut cling-film on bone

I'm getting better

Karen says I've reached my target weight

Kate and Emma and Kristin know it's fake

Problem is diet's not a big enough word

I wanna be so skinny that I rot from view

I want to walk in the snow

And not leave a footprint

I want to walk in the snow

And not soil its purity

Stomach collapsed at five

Lift up my skirt my sex is gone

Naked and lovely and 5st 2

May I bud and never flower

My vision's getting blurred

But I can see my ribs and I feel fine

My hands are trembling stalks

And I can feel my breasts are sinking

Mother trys to choke me with roast beef

And sits savouring her sole Ryvita

That's the way you're built my father said

But I can change my cocoon shedding

I want to walk in the snow

And not leave a footprint

I want to walk in the snow

And not soil its purity

Kate and Kristin and Kit Kat

All things I like looking at

Too weak to fuss too weak to die

Choice is skeletal in everybody's life

I choose my choice I starve to frenzy

Hunger soon passes and sickness soon tires

Legs bend stockinged I am Twiggy

And I don't mind the horror that surrounds me

Self-worth scatters self-esteem's a bore

I long since moved to a higher plateau

This discipline's so rare so please applaud

Just look at the fat scum who pamper me so

Yeh 4st 7 an epilogue of youth

Such beautiful dignity in self-abuse

I've finally come to understand life

Through staring blankly at my navel