When I look into the mirror I see you

There's a fat girl who spits and stares

Hides behind my chair

She'll pull out your hair, she will

I'm not hungry, no I'm not hungry

I have to kill that fat girl

I'll break her neck, then I'll brush my teeth

I'm not hungry, I have to kill that fat girl

I'll throw her up, then I'll brush my teeth

(This song is for) Those who died on Cosmo's altar