Adam’s Ribs You Am I

Don't look at my waist 'cause my pants don't fit right
I'm a dedicated follower of skin-tight
As long as we don't eat, everything will be fine
And I just want to look fascinating
Snorting the diet pills I'm grating
As long as we throw up, everything'll be fine
As long as we're emaciated, tastes outdated, yeah
Everything'll be fine

Every time I eat's a slate away from every photo that I emulate
As long as my fingers fit, everything'll be fine
Cheeks like a valley and ribs like a grater
But just think of all that cash I'm saving
As long as we throw up, everything'll be fine

As long as we're emaciated, tastes outdated, yeah
Everything will be fine

Let me grow up
Let me grow up
Let me grow up
Let me grow up
Let me grow up
Let me grow up
Huh, huh, uh-huh, yeah...
Huh, huh, uh-huh, yeah...