Оригинальный текст песни Dying on the Inside – Nessa Barrett You should take it as a compliment, If I were you, I would be more confident, You're lucky that you're pretty, Why are you obsessed with your appearance? I don't wanna hear it, you're fine. It's been my best kept secret for a while now, No one ever sees it but it's all around, Its the dinner conversation no one talks about, Don't know how much longer I can keep this down. Beauty is a knife, I've been holding by the blade, Swallowing my pride so I won't eat anything, It's all a lie, Honestly it's eating me alive. They're all like, 'did you change your hair? Did you lose a bit of weight? You should keep it up cause it really looks great!' I hate that I Always look my best When I'm dying on the inside, When I'm dying on the inside. I wish I could break the mirror That makes me feel like I should fucking disappear And drown my demons in a bathtub filled with tears, No matter what I try, they always seem to come back to life. What