Water, green tea and hunger pangs,
That's what skinny boys are made of.
With their perfect hips and collar bones,
Beautiful bodies and aesthetics.
Water, green tea and grey smoke,
That's what pretty boys breathe.
Never a chance to smile,
Plenty of time to grieve.
Water, green tea and tears at night,
That's all perfect boys need.
And as they sit at home tonight,
If they ate I'm sure they'll bleed.
Water, green tea and heart disease,
Is that what sad boys planned?
You starve yourself,
It's as if you have the gun in your hand.
Water, green tea and air,
That's all sick boys consume.
You used to eat a little,
Now you're dying way to soon.
But green tea and water,
Soon are all boney boys have.
As air escapes their lungs,
And death takes them back.
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