Song | 4st 7lb |
Artist | Manic Street Preachers |
Album | The Holy Bible |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Bradfield, James, Moore, Wire |
[00:03.510] | "I eat too much to die “ |
[00:06.610] | And not enough to stay alive |
[00:09.090] | I'm sitting in the middle waiting" |
[00:33.630] | Days since I last pissed |
[00:35.890] | Cheeks sunken and despaired |
[00:39.640] | So gorgeous sunk to six stone |
[00:42.700] | Lose my only remaining home |
[00:46.410] | See my third rib appear |
[00:48.850] | A week later all my flesh disappears |
[00:52.900] | Stretching taut, cling-film on bone |
[00:55.780] | I'm getting better |
[00:59.520] | Karen says I've reached my target weight |
[01:03.810] | Kate and Emma and Kristin know it's fake |
[01:07.110] | Problem is diet's not a big enough word |
[01:11.740] | I wanna be so skinny that I rot from view |
[01:19.720] | I want to walk in the snow |
[01:25.960] | And not leave a footprint |
[01:32.840] | I want to walk in the snow |
[01:39.160] | And not soil its purity |
[02:05.600] | Stomach collapsed at five |
[02:07.950] | Lift up my skirt my sex is gone |
[02:11.980] | Naked and lovely and 5 stone 2 |
[02:14.740] | May I bud and never flower |
[02:18.510] | My vision's getting blurred |
[02:20.980] | But I can see my ribs and I feel fine |
[02:24.730] | My hands are trembling stalks |
[02:27.140] | And I can feel my breasts are sinking |
[02:31.590] | Mother tries to choke me with roast beef |
[02:35.610] | And sits savouring her sole Ryvitta |
[02:38.890] | That's the way you're built my father said |
[02:43.760] | But I can change my cocoon shedding |
[02:51.150] | I want to walk in the snow |
[02:57.650] | And not leave a footprint |
[03:04.740] | I want to walk in the snow |
[03:11.220] | And not soil its purity |
[03:28.390] | Kate and Kristin and Kit Kat |
[03:31.920] | All things I like looking at |
[03:35.930] | Too weak to fuss, too weak to die |
[03:39.680] | Choice is skeletal in everybody's life |
[03:51.020] | I choose my choice, I starve to frenzy |
[03:54.720] | Hunger soon passes and sickness soon tires |
[03:58.390] | Legs bend, stockinged I am Twiggy |
[04:02.000] | And I don't mind the horror that surrounds me |
[04:13.030] | Self-worth scatters, self-esteem's a bore |
[04:16.670] | I long since moved to a higher plateau |
[04:20.340] | This discipline's so rare so please applaud |
[04:24.040] | Just look at the fat scum who pamper me so |
[04:35.390] | Yeah 4 stone 7, an epilogue of youth |
[04:38.730] | Such beautiful dignity in self-abuse |
[04:42.660] | I've finally come to understand life |
[04:46.410] | Through staring blankly at my navel |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Bradfield, James, Moore, Wire |
[00:03.510] | " I eat too much to die " |
[00:06.610] | And not enough to stay alive |
[00:09.090] | I' m sitting in the middle waiting" |
[00:33.630] | Days since I last pissed |
[00:35.890] | Cheeks sunken and despaired |
[00:39.640] | So gorgeous sunk to six stone |
[00:42.700] | Lose my only remaining home |
[00:46.410] | See my third rib appear |
[00:48.850] | A week later all my flesh disappears |
[00:52.900] | Stretching taut, clingfilm on bone |
[00:55.780] | I' m getting better |
[00:59.520] | Karen says I' ve reached my target weight |
[01:03.810] | Kate and Emma and Kristin know it' s fake |
[01:07.110] | Problem is diet' s not a big enough word |
[01:11.740] | I wanna be so skinny that I rot from view |
[01:19.720] | I want to walk in the snow |
[01:25.960] | And not leave a footprint |
[01:32.840] | I want to walk in the snow |
[01:39.160] | And not soil its purity |
[02:05.600] | Stomach collapsed at five |
[02:07.950] | Lift up my skirt my sex is gone |
[02:11.980] | Naked and lovely and 5 stone 2 |
[02:14.740] | May I bud and never flower |
[02:18.510] | My vision' s getting blurred |
[02:20.980] | But I can see my ribs and I feel fine |
[02:24.730] | My hands are trembling stalks |
[02:27.140] | And I can feel my breasts are sinking |
[02:31.590] | Mother tries to choke me with roast beef |
[02:35.610] | And sits savouring her sole Ryvitta |
[02:38.890] | That' s the way you' re built my father said |
[02:43.760] | But I can change my cocoon shedding |
[02:51.150] | I want to walk in the snow |
[02:57.650] | And not leave a footprint |
[03:04.740] | I want to walk in the snow |
[03:11.220] | And not soil its purity |
[03:28.390] | Kate and Kristin and Kit Kat |
[03:31.920] | All things I like looking at |
[03:35.930] | Too weak to fuss, too weak to die |
[03:39.680] | Choice is skeletal in everybody' s life |
[03:51.020] | I choose my choice, I starve to frenzy |
[03:54.720] | Hunger soon passes and sickness soon tires |
[03:58.390] | Legs bend, stockinged I am Twiggy |
[04:02.000] | And I don' t mind the horror that surrounds me |
[04:13.030] | Selfworth scatters, selfesteem' s a bore |
[04:16.670] | I long since moved to a higher plateau |
[04:20.340] | This discipline' s so rare so please applaud |
[04:24.040] | Just look at the fat scum who pamper me so |
[04:35.390] | Yeah 4 stone 7, an epilogue of youth |
[04:38.730] | Such beautiful dignity in selfabuse |
[04:42.660] | I' ve finally come to understand life |
[04:46.410] | Through staring blankly at my navel |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Bradfield, James, Moore, Wire |
[00:03.510] | " I eat too much to die " |
[00:06.610] | And not enough to stay alive |
[00:09.090] | I' m sitting in the middle waiting" |
[00:33.630] | Days since I last pissed |
[00:35.890] | Cheeks sunken and despaired |
[00:39.640] | So gorgeous sunk to six stone |
[00:42.700] | Lose my only remaining home |
[00:46.410] | See my third rib appear |
[00:48.850] | A week later all my flesh disappears |
[00:52.900] | Stretching taut, clingfilm on bone |
[00:55.780] | I' m getting better |
[00:59.520] | Karen says I' ve reached my target weight |
[01:03.810] | Kate and Emma and Kristin know it' s fake |
[01:07.110] | Problem is diet' s not a big enough word |
[01:11.740] | I wanna be so skinny that I rot from view |
[01:19.720] | I want to walk in the snow |
[01:25.960] | And not leave a footprint |
[01:32.840] | I want to walk in the snow |
[01:39.160] | And not soil its purity |
[02:05.600] | Stomach collapsed at five |
[02:07.950] | Lift up my skirt my sex is gone |
[02:11.980] | Naked and lovely and 5 stone 2 |
[02:14.740] | May I bud and never flower |
[02:18.510] | My vision' s getting blurred |
[02:20.980] | But I can see my ribs and I feel fine |
[02:24.730] | My hands are trembling stalks |
[02:27.140] | And I can feel my breasts are sinking |
[02:31.590] | Mother tries to choke me with roast beef |
[02:35.610] | And sits savouring her sole Ryvitta |
[02:38.890] | That' s the way you' re built my father said |
[02:43.760] | But I can change my cocoon shedding |
[02:51.150] | I want to walk in the snow |
[02:57.650] | And not leave a footprint |
[03:04.740] | I want to walk in the snow |
[03:11.220] | And not soil its purity |
[03:28.390] | Kate and Kristin and Kit Kat |
[03:31.920] | All things I like looking at |
[03:35.930] | Too weak to fuss, too weak to die |
[03:39.680] | Choice is skeletal in everybody' s life |
[03:51.020] | I choose my choice, I starve to frenzy |
[03:54.720] | Hunger soon passes and sickness soon tires |
[03:58.390] | Legs bend, stockinged I am Twiggy |
[04:02.000] | And I don' t mind the horror that surrounds me |
[04:13.030] | Selfworth scatters, selfesteem' s a bore |
[04:16.670] | I long since moved to a higher plateau |
[04:20.340] | This discipline' s so rare so please applaud |
[04:24.040] | Just look at the fat scum who pamper me so |
[04:35.390] | Yeah 4 stone 7, an epilogue of youth |
[04:38.730] | Such beautiful dignity in selfabuse |
[04:42.660] | I' ve finally come to understand life |
[04:46.410] | Through staring blankly at my navel |