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Me and Mia
Ted Leo and the Pharmacists Lyrics


As I was walking through a life one morning
The sun was out, the air was warm but oh,
I was cold,
And though I must have looked a half a person,
To tell the tale in my own version,
It was only then that I felt whole.

Do you believe in something beautiful?
Then, get up and be it
Fighting for the smallest goal:
To get a little self-control.
I know how hard you try.
I see it in your eyes.
Call your friends, 'cause we've forgotten
What it's like to eat what's rotten,
And what's eating you alive,
Might help you to survive.

We went on, as we were on a mission,
Latest in a Grand Tradition.
Oh, what did we find?
It was Ego who was flying the banner,
Me and Mia, Ann and Ana, oh,
We'd been unkind.

Do you believe in something beautiful?
Then, get up and be it
Fighting for the smallest goal:
To get a little self-control.
I see it in your eyes,
I see it in your spine,
But call your friends, 'cause we've forgotten
What it's like to eat what's rotten
And what's eating you alive,
Might help you to survive

Even the nights that could get better.
And even the days aren't all that bad.
And after a week of fighting,
As more and more it seems the right thing

Do you believe in something beautiful?
Then get up and be it
Fighting for the smallest goal:
To gain a little self-control
Won't anybody here just let you disappear?
Not doctors, nor your mom nor dad,
But me and Mia, Ann and Ana
Know how hard you try,
Don't you see it in my eyes?

Sick to death of my dependence,
Fighting food to find transcendence.
Fighting to survive.
More dead, but more alive.
Cigarettes and speed to live,
And sleeping pills to feel forgiven.
All that you contrive,
And all that you're deprived.

All the bourgeois social angels
Telling you you've got to change.
Don't have any idea.
They'll never see so clear.
But don't forget what it really means to
Hunger strike,
When you don't really need to
Some are dying for the cause, but that don't make it yours.
And even the nights, they could get better

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: THEODORE F LEO

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Vanessa Rosendo

As I was walking through a life one morning
The sun was out, the air was warm, but oh, I was cold
And though I must have looked a half a person
To tell the tale in my own version, it was only then that I felt whole
Do you believe in something beautiful?
Then get up and be it!
Fighting for the smallest goal, to get a little self-control
I know how hard you try, I see it in your eyes
But call your friends, 'cause we've forgotten what it's like to eat what's rotten
What's eating you alive might help you to survive
We went on as we were on a mission, latest in a grand tradition
But oh, what did we find?
It was ego who was flying the banner, and me and Mia, Ann and Anna
Oh, we'd been unkind
But do you believe in something beautiful?
Then get up and be it!
Fighting for the smallest goal, to get a little self-control
I see it in your eyes, I see it in your spine
But call your friends, 'cause we've forgotten what it's like to eat what's rotten
What's eating you alive might help you to survive
And even the nights, they could get better
And even the days ain't all that bad
And after a week of fighting, as more and more it seems the right thing
But do you believe in something beautiful? Then get up and be it!
Fighting for the smallest goal, to get a little self-control
Won't anybody here just let you disappear?
Not doctors, nor your mom and dad, but me and Mia, Ann and Anna
Know how hard you try, don't you see it in my eyes?
Sick to death of my dependence, fighting good to find transcendence
Fighting to survive, more dead but more alive
Cigarettes and speed for living, sleeping pills to feel forgiven
All that you contrive and all that you're deprived
All the bourgeois social angels telling you you've got to change
Don't have any idea, they'll never see so clear
But don't forget what it really means to hunger strike when you don't really need to
Some are dying for a cause but that don't make it yours
And even the nights, they could get better



All comments from YouTube:

Christina Wolfle

This is my eating disorder personified in a song. It’s fucking terrible living in the hell that is an eating disorder. How lonely it feels. How much emotional anguish and pain it is. How its similar to addiction and very hard to overcome unless you truly want want to recover. Stay safe

DeclanBurger

Hope you're doing alright now, stay strong and keep on fighting for your life back

Vanessa Rosendo

As I was walking through a life one morning
The sun was out, the air was warm, but oh, I was cold
And though I must have looked a half a person
To tell the tale in my own version, it was only then that I felt whole
Do you believe in something beautiful?
Then get up and be it!
Fighting for the smallest goal, to get a little self-control
I know how hard you try, I see it in your eyes
But call your friends, 'cause we've forgotten what it's like to eat what's rotten
What's eating you alive might help you to survive
We went on as we were on a mission, latest in a grand tradition
But oh, what did we find?
It was ego who was flying the banner, and me and Mia, Ann and Anna
Oh, we'd been unkind
But do you believe in something beautiful?
Then get up and be it!
Fighting for the smallest goal, to get a little self-control
I see it in your eyes, I see it in your spine
But call your friends, 'cause we've forgotten what it's like to eat what's rotten
What's eating you alive might help you to survive
And even the nights, they could get better
And even the days ain't all that bad
And after a week of fighting, as more and more it seems the right thing
But do you believe in something beautiful? Then get up and be it!
Fighting for the smallest goal, to get a little self-control
Won't anybody here just let you disappear?
Not doctors, nor your mom and dad, but me and Mia, Ann and Anna
Know how hard you try, don't you see it in my eyes?
Sick to death of my dependence, fighting good to find transcendence
Fighting to survive, more dead but more alive
Cigarettes and speed for living, sleeping pills to feel forgiven
All that you contrive and all that you're deprived
All the bourgeois social angels telling you you've got to change
Don't have any idea, they'll never see so clear
But don't forget what it really means to hunger strike when you don't really need to
Some are dying for a cause but that don't make it yours
And even the nights, they could get better

Kayla Monroe

Does anyone else remember having this on their mp3 player? I'm trying to remember the other songs that were on it.

The Doctor

@Reyna Brown you are more than welcome ^-^

Reyna Brown

@The Doctor thank you!

The Doctor

@Reyna Brown yeah surprisingly..... it was Hikaru Utada

Reyna Brown

@The Doctor do you remember who first love was by?

aidan

I remember shut up and drive was also one on mine

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Mallory Jay

this song means so much to me. i'm in a program right now for what this song is about, and it's just one of those songs that gets it.

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