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Too fat to fuck or too slim to fight?
They've got a pill that can get you right
There's no such thing as instant success
We're lost in a mess of diet excess
A beauty pill, a miracle cure
It's just what you've been looking for
No effort required
An answer for the uninspired
Billboards with seductive eyes
Magazines so full of lies
How are we supposed to feel
If we don't know this isn't real?
So we starve ourselves, we waste away
Searching for the easy way
But what we want does not exist
And depression turns into slit wrists
It's never ending quest
You've gotta look your best
No price is too much
But it will never be enough