Drawn out in Sharpie where I take the scissors
If that's what it took for me to look in the mirror
I've done every diet to make me look thinner
So why do I still feel so goddamn inferior?Can't be too loud
And can't be too busy
If I don't answer now, are they still gonna need me?
Can't be too proud and
Can't think I'm pretty
Do they keep me around, so their flaws just seem silly?Life of the fat, funny friend
Life of the fat, funny friend
YOU ARE READING
GUESS THE SONG
RandomSo basically this is just me obsessing over music and I'll write the lyrics and you guess the song in the comments.
