Food is like a poison to me,
making me get so fat...

An angel's on my left shoulder,
A demon is on my right...

A lonely girl
is trapped inside her mind...

The angel of darkness came to visit me.
She marked me with crimson lines...

This is the story
about a young girl...

I'm surrounded by people,
but I feel so alone...

Alone I stand
with a razor in my hand...

The mirror doesn't lie,
it shows me what is true...

I'm feeling really anxious
I need to make it stop...