Correction Paroles Empty par Boyinaband

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Mirror mirror on the wall, yeah
Tunnel vision on the flaws
In the scale of things it's unimportant
So no talking, but it's still an intrusive thought
Tried hard to correct it, yeah
But nothing was effective, uh
No one else seemed so obsessed with it
Things were desperate until the voice crept in
"I can help you, trust me, you're ready"
It seemed dangerous
But it said to have faith in it
"The secret is to just be empty"
Didn't know if it was wise to listen, but
What could it hurt to try?
And at first, it was working
But then things were emerging
Cracked lips and tired eyes
I'm hungry with no appetite
I'm shivering and shaking, and I tell myself it's fine, but
You can't fool your body, you can only fool your mind, yeah
Empty
I just need to be empty
Hide from anybody who'll prevent me
Just fill up on water and shame
No, I'm not hungry, I just ate
I've developed a taste for this
Endure the neverending ache
Convince myself I'm in control and it's not
All that voice that makes me sick
Inside it's em-em-em-empty
I know, I know it's wrong
I'm looking, but I can't see myself
Inside it's em-em-em-empty
I know, I know it's wrong
But it's so hard to stop it alone
Been getting even worse
All the days begin to merge, yeah
Just a blurry haze and now it's
Almost second nature to ignore the urges
Can't trust my own nature
Every calorie a failure
Gotta push the intake down every day
'Cause the voice comes back to say
"You want to eat? Bite your tongue"
Don't want to stay an embarrassment
Just have to stomach it
"They don't know what you want"
A tug of war against common sense
Don't wanna believe that I've overstepped
But it's so overwhelming
And I hope no one can tell
'Cause the numbers keep decreasing
This ordeal is becoming routine, check
Arms, back, neck, thighs
Suck it in and pinch my sides
The scales are betraying me
The mirror is a lie, yeah
Numbers
It all comes down to numbers
I know it's wrong but
Just because you know you're colorblind
Doesn't mean you can see the colors
Fine, I admit I'm addicted
But the hunger feels good, how do I quit this
I know I could die, I've seen the statistics
But the voice is with me through thick and thin
Inside it's em-em-em-empty
I know, I know it's wrong
I'm looking, but I can't see myself
Inside it's em-em-em-empty
I know, I know it's wrong
But it's so hard to stop it alone
Inside it's em-em-em-empty
I know, I know it's wrong
I'm looking, but I can't see myself
Inside it's em-em-em-empty
I know, I know it's wrong
But it's so hard to stop it alone
I can reach out
To someone not like me
If you ask for help it, doesn't make you weak
I can reach out
To someone not like me
I can help my mind learn to trust my body
I can reach out
To someone not like me
If you ask for help it, doesn't make you weak
I can reach out
Ignore what the voice tells me
I can help my mind learn to trust my body
Inside it's em-em-em-empty
I know, I know it's wrong
I'm looking, but I can't see myself
Inside it's em-em-em-empty
I know, I know it's wrong
But it's so hard to stop it alone
Inside it's em-em-em-empty
I can reach out (I can reach out oh-oh-oh-oh)
Inside it's em-em-em-empty
I can reach out (I can reach out)

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