Rip It OffMature

I get a drunk feeling
When I’m pulling at my skin
Grabbing handfuls of it
Dreaming of being thin

It’s not the good drunk
When you have no cares
It’s the kind of drunk
That only sufferers share

It’s the drunk where
All you do is obsess
About size and measures
On a bodycon dress

We pull at our skin
Scratch, cut and peel
Imagining that one day
It won’t be there to feel

The End

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