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There are tears in my soupAnd I'm eating my sorrowThere is snot in my macaroniIt's saltyThere was love in my lifeAnd it binged on my sorrowWhen I went to the restroomIt was purgingBulimiaIn the toilet of lifeAre my tears and my sorrowAs I pull down the handleThey are swirlingTo the sewers of lifeGo my tears and my sorrowAnd I'm empty of macaroniAfter hurlingBulimia From Letras Mania