What music are you listening to?

[Zet]

Just have to share this song. Just listening to the lyrics it makes my heart melt. Although its about girls with Bulimia and Anorexia can I still relate to it well as I tend to cheer my self up with food and often down with my self.




"Okay .. True history .. Yeah.

She was seventeen years old, 45 kg lightweight, skin and bones
But the mirror eating up the good work that she sees
Leave me alone because I can no more
Two, fingers in the throat - cough up my problems

so, spit out the shame, she is living with an enemy
living with a pitch-black sense so obnoxious, but
Feels like death knocking at when you are alone
I cut myself to escape from that feeling

Imagine a bunch of people who gather around you
and point out all your faults as a pattern
Therefore, I stay home, lock myself in the room
it feels a bit safer - the world through my window.

Are short of money, can not follow the trends
and if not doing it most Friends disappear
sleepless, hope defected
first chance it got, so I feel the ground today.

Ref x2:
You're beautiful as you are, you have to be as you were.
It is hardly wrong with you, it is wrong how the world is today
Tie both fists and focus on something good
for deep down they know that they are wrong and you are wonderful.

Having a dad who is the world's biggest egotist
He fell in love with alcohol, taking the family last
I would say that I do not care a piss
A lone bird that carries far too large sprig.

Our lives may feel empty and staged
What if we are already dead, here instead we are punished
it eats me up inside, self-esteem
is on a ventilator so damaged and waiting

The positive little girl is gone
His eyes are empty, Chapter 17 is only darkness
Why does the mirror a game to me?
Why cry life, when death is always smiling at me?

How should I behave in social settings,
when the body is panic and the brain wants to play on the same band?
I hate that I hate myself, are tired of being tired,
loneliness seduces me every day I get up

Ref x2:
You're beautiful as you are, you have to be as you were.
It is hardly wrong with you, that's wrong in the world today
Tie both fists and focus on something good
for deep down they know that they are wrong and you are wonderful.

It feels like the first day of school, yes, but every day
nervousness kidnap my stomach, back and forth
if I could trust myself and stop looking for answers
then maybe you would see me as someone who was just as good

an invisible 17-year-old would be everyone's dream
but not the way the ship has run aground
do not let me sit alone again today
do not let me meet my thoughts that follow me home

glances in the hallway is the stab in the thigh
it's what makes me consider the trip to the stretcher
adolescence, which would be a good
why they move on me when bullies can remain?

But I understand them, it must be my fault
it must be my disgusting me who put me in game
there is nothing that goes up, everything goes down
I'd better sneak into your room and write my letter.

Ref x2:
You're beautiful as you are, you have to be as you were.
It is hardly wrong with you, that's wrong in the world today
Tie both fists and focus on something good
for deep down they know that they are wrong and you are wonderful."