You seem to have put on a bit of weight
I find you a bit puffy
It's the mirror talking to you
You look uncomfortable in your jeans
Special size for thin waists
It's the mirror blaming you
For being a 40 not a 36
Since our bodies are numbers
Subtracted from standards
To fit the mold we damage ourselves
Bend to the lines of magazines
Keeping in shape is an art

And it weighs on me, it weighs on me
Does it weigh on you, does it weigh on you?

And one kilo, two kilos, three kilos
And when I step on the scale, it tells me I'm not beautiful
And one kilo, two kilos, three kilos
And when the mirror turns its back on me I feel tight in my skin

And one kilo, two kilos, three kilos
And when I step on the scale, it tells me I'm not beautiful
And one kilo, two kilos, three kilos
And when the mirror turns its back on me I feel tight in my skin

Tell me, who is the slimmest
Rolled slimmer than a cigarette
Lighter than ash in the smoking room
I have complexes of being too much
The mirror sees me in double XL
I am the thread on the clothesline
They dress me or throw me away
According to the fashion of aesthetes
Parade of hard blows every night
It's not so good to be on a diet
We always come out in crumbs
Love yourself, it's not too late

And it weighs on me, it weighs on me
Does it weigh on you, does it weigh on you?

And one kilo, two kilos, three kilos
And when I step on the scale, it tells me I'm not beautiful
And one kilo, two kilos, three kilos
And when the mirror turns its back on me I feel tight in my skin

And one kilo, two kilos, three kilos
And when I step on the scale, it tells me I'm not beautiful
And one kilo, two kilos, three kilos
And when the mirror turns its back on me I feel tight in my skin

And one kilo, two kilos, three kilos
And one kilo, two kilos, three kilos
And one kilo, two kilos, three kilos
And one kilo, two kilos, three kilos
And when the mirror turns its back on me I feel tight in my skin

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