Lookbookin' and other various thinspo

DIPTHERIA - NATION OF ULYSSES
The road to hell is paved with chocolate treats,
and candy corn is sown at the side of the streets.
Every morsel promises to make you satisfied,
but every wrapper carries another lie.
The road to hell winds through a gingerbread town.
It looks real good, tastes real good,
but truth be told, it leads straight down.

And every ounce tells, when every pound kills,
and every loose tooth betrays another wrong move,
in the diet of denial.

Denial.

Denial. 

DISORDER - JOY DIVISION

I've been waiting for a guide to come and take me by the hand 

Could these sensations make me feel the pleasures of a normal man? 
New sensations barely interest me for another day 
I've got the spirit, lose the feeling, take the shock away 

It's getting faster, moving faster now, it's getting out of hand 
On the tenth floor, down the back stairs, it's a no man's land 
Lights are flashing, cars are crashing, getting frequent now 
I've got the spirit, lose the feeling, let it out somehow 

What means to you, what means to me, and we will meet again 
I'm watching you, I'm watching her - I take no pity from your friends 
Who is right, who can tell, and who gives a damn right now? 
Until the spirit, new sensation takes hold - then you know -- 

I've got the spirit, but lose the feeling, feeling, feeling --