how to: pretty
Listen to pretty music
And stay quiet all the same
Think all your pretty thoughts
Let them linger in the rain
Sitting on the bathroom floor
With your fingers on the lock
Let them ever slightly tremble
Till it clicks, all is forgot
Glance your over to the corner
Where you were the night before
Get up on your feet
Feel them scuffle on the floo
r You did this to yourself
Good going, it's punishment time
Being skinny is worth a million
Foods not even worth a dime
Now Put yourself into a mindset
Be absent of your pain
Sticking fingers down your throat
Watch failure swirl down the drain
You've done all you can do
Now you can only wait
Close your eyes, melt in the music
As your soul slips away with fate
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