(Verse)
I always felt like my body was something I would mourn
Never felt good enough from the moment I was born
Drive thru windows at night…purging what’s left
Consuming everything in sight till I vomit some more
I stare at my stomach, try sucking inward
Nervous posting shirtless pictures on tinder
They don’t see what i see, the bare minimum
Buy my shirts XL…I’m scared I won’t fit in them
Large words feel inclusive but as a goal
You can’t see who I am if you don’t view me as whole
I feel out of control, hiding in avoidance
Water under the bridge, I can’t flush down a toilet
Don’t put fingers in my throat…I’ve learned to adapt
But still look at the mirror, thinking I’m fat
Out at night…midnight snacks and value meals
I emotionally eat but I don’t like how I feel

(Pre-Hook)
So tell me…what to do, tell me I’m alright
I just wanna sleep…but always have to eat at night
I try so hard to keep it down
But it’s easy throwing up when there’s no one around
Even though one day…I’ll lose the weight...but that’s moments I can’t portion
No matter the time…I eat myself alive…on the inside….I feel body dysmorphic

(Hook)
Tell me what to do…tell me i’m alright
I just wanna sleep…but always have to eat at night
I try so hard to keep it down
But when you’re around…tell me everything’s all right
The Body Keeps The Score (Everybody)
The Body Keeps The Score (Somebody)
The Body Keeps The Score (Nobody)

(Verse)
I never felt like my body was something I’d envision
Always felt insecure, people treated me different
Substitute fame and fortune, values and menus
I don’t feel heard, now it’s “how may I help you”
Plead guilty, born premature, tried coping
Now when I’m in line, I decide who’s coming or going
Self love, self hate...it’s interchangeable
Open 24 hours cus’ no one’s available
I’m lonely, I’m quick to try to dismiss it
That’s why I have high standards and poor self image
No matter how much food I order, it’s insatiable
But for a limited time I feel irreplaceable
But to top it off…I drink soda in large amounts
Cus I’d rather drown the words that come out of my mouth
Out at night…the vicious cycle makes it’s rounds
I emotionally eat…can’t feel anything now

(Pre-hook)
So tell me…what to do, tell me I’m alright
I just wanna sleep…but always have to eat at night
I try so hard to be perfect
But it’s easy throwing up when I feel so worthless
Even though one day…I’ll lose the weight...without these cognitive distortions
No matter the time…I eat myself deprived…deep inside….I feel body dysmorphic

(Hook)
Tell me what to do…tell me I’m alright
I just wanna sleep…but always have to eat at night
I try so hard to keep it down
But when I’m around…tell me everything’s all right
The Body Keeps The Score (Nobody)
The Body Keeps The Score (Somebody)
The Body Keeps The Score (Everybody)