Текст песни Алина Фея - последствия

These thin fingers, fragile
These pains unbearably creepy
You're almost a week hunger strike
A great deal is now become thin

But now you come home
And the stomach is stuffed with food
Again, you are going mad from sadness
Bulimia you will not let go

And do thou knowest not now
Gradually killing yourself
I do not want to because you did not want to
So his mutilated body

You know that you need to be treated
But with anorexia do not say goodbye
On the balance you get up with fear
But kgs will not return back

How to deal with you, bulimia?
Guzzle has no power
You've been trying Hood
But again I gained kilos

With anorexia because it was easier
Only water and hungry nights
And now you're screaming: & quot; Help! & Quot;
& Quot; bulimia, please, run & quot;