Conscious is he when he's told
Of the glorious pot of gold...
I can't sleep because of you
I know my sister can't sleep too...
Ugh. I should have known.
It has been heaving itself upon me all day...
Tormented and confused
Wondering what horror will happen next...
Sitting at the table
Dinners almost done...
Have you ever heard
A wealthy stay at home mum with a nanny...
Switch on the old grey box,
its almost 6 on the great clock...
I'm so sorry
I cant be perfect...
My butt\'s too big & my chest too small,
My thighs & stomach are fat, nothing\'s right...
Black and blue,
The two colors that show what she has been...
Can you believe in what they say?
Can you believe in what they do...
It's redundant waking up in the morning
And running into the worthless face in the mirror...