Bellyache
Staying in bed, sending our regrets
The sun's been shining over our heads
Wearing long sleeves, wearing hoodies
You can't see us through our ripped jeans
The truth is out, we're feeling scared
We're losing weight but we're losing our hair
Our clothes don't fit, they're kind of tight
Got a bellyache that we can't fight
Skipping breakfast, taking more pills
Why do we still have the chills?
Feeling icky, feeling dizzy Loving yourself is not so easy
Ooo
The truth is out, we're feeling scared
We're losing weight but we're losing our hair
Our clothes don't fit, they're kind of tight
Got a bellyache that we can't fight
Picking a food, covering up at the pool
What if our minds were so damn rude?
Would we look at ourselves the way we're seen by everyone else?
Ooo
Ooo ooo ooo ooo
The truth is out, we're feeling scared
We're losing weight but we're losing our hair
Our clothes don't fit, they're kind of tight
Got a bellyache that we can't fight
The truth is out, we're feeling scared
We're losing weight but we're losing our hair
Our clothes now fit, they're not so tight
Got a bellyache that we can't fight
That we can't fight
Ooo
The sun's been shining over our heads
Wearing long sleeves, wearing hoodies
You can't see us through our ripped jeans
The truth is out, we're feeling scared
We're losing weight but we're losing our hair
Our clothes don't fit, they're kind of tight
Got a bellyache that we can't fight
Skipping breakfast, taking more pills
Why do we still have the chills?
Feeling icky, feeling dizzy Loving yourself is not so easy
Ooo
The truth is out, we're feeling scared
We're losing weight but we're losing our hair
Our clothes don't fit, they're kind of tight
Got a bellyache that we can't fight
Picking a food, covering up at the pool
What if our minds were so damn rude?
Would we look at ourselves the way we're seen by everyone else?
Ooo
Ooo ooo ooo ooo
The truth is out, we're feeling scared
We're losing weight but we're losing our hair
Our clothes don't fit, they're kind of tight
Got a bellyache that we can't fight
The truth is out, we're feeling scared
We're losing weight but we're losing our hair
Our clothes now fit, they're not so tight
Got a bellyache that we can't fight
That we can't fight
Ooo
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Writer(s): Paige Morris
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