Waiting To Be Weightless is a song from my very first music release, Innermost Nervosa. A newer version of Waiting To Be Weightless is available on my 2018 album Dark Descent.

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PLEASE NOTE: With my music, I aim to reflect the hidden inner struggles of psychological disorders by externalising the internal. Please use caution if you feel you are easily provoked, and please always take care of yourself.

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Lyrics:

Oh darling can't you see the way
We merge and intertwine,
The day that you were born, I said,
I knew you would be mine
I breathe in, and you breathe out,
I end where you begin,
The fibre of your being, and
The shivers on your skin.

Keep running up that hill, my love
Keep running to your dream,
The life that you're competing for,
They'll never hear your screams.
So dine upon my misery
And waste me to my core,
Just waiting to be weightless,
That's all I'm asking for.

Pastel pallor of your face,
Impassive air of icy grace,
Your poker-face, your ribs of lace
Dependent on my cold embrace,
You're losing at this sluggish pace,
You idiotic waste of space,
Your guilt and hunger I'll erase,
You're winning in this brittle race.

Keep running up that hill, my love
Keep running to your dream,
The life that you're competing for,
They'll never hear your screams.
So dine upon my misery
And waste me to my core,
Just waiting to be weightless,
That's all I'm asking for.

So punish me for starters, and
Exert me for dessert,
Fragile skin so paper thin, just
Starve me if it works.
Thrust your menu at my strength,
Seduction at its worst,
You'll be my friend until the end,
Together we are cursed.

Keep running up that hill, my love
Keep running to your dream,
The life that you're competing for,
They'll never hear your screams.
So dine upon my misery
And waste me to my core,
Just waiting to be weightless,
That's all I'm asking for.

Glossy thinspiration,
Concave declaration,
Long-limbed exacerbation,
Of this mental sublimation.
Perfection by the pound, and
Feeling sinless by the stone,
Just waiting to be weightless,
With no volume of my own.

I'll keep running up that hill, I will,
Keep running to my dream,
The life that I'm competing for,
They'll never hear my screams.
So light and high, that I can fly,
Above the rest I'll soar,
Just waiting to be weightless,
That's all I'm craving for.