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Anorexic Beauty Lyrics
Artist: Pulp
Album: Freaks
Sitting alone on a cold bar stool, your cold, hard eyes make me feel a fool. Pastel-white features, high cheek-bones, scarlet-blooded lips and deathly tones.
The girl of my nightmares, sultry and corpse-like. The girl of my nightmares.
Brittle fingers, and thin cigarettes, so hard to tell apart, she hasn't spoken yet. You put your hand on mine, death white on brown, those whirlpool eyes; well, I begin to drown.
The girl of my nightmares, erotic and skull-faced. The girl of my nightmares.
Anorexic beauty, feather-weight perfection, anorexic beauty, underweight goddess.
Sitting alone on a cold bar stool, your so hard to tell apart, she hasn't spoken yet. Pastel-white features, high cheek-bones, scarlet-blooded lips and deathly tones.
The girl of my nightmares, sultry and corpse-like. The girl of my nightmares.
Anorexic beauty, feather-weight perfection, anorexic beauty, underweight goddess.
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