Altering the lyrics to fit my personal experiences.
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Oh, oh rip it out your throat
I'm watching from the bathroom

Making sure I don't choke, choke
From the words you spoke

When you're screaming at the mirror

Now you're sitting in the cafeteria

Avoiding clementines and orange bacteria

Empty throat a dozen times a year, yeah
For another round of anorexia

You turn oranges to orange juice
Into there, and spit it of you

Your body is imperfectly perfect
Everyone wants what the other one's working

No orange juice

We cry, OJ
We cry, OJ
We cry, OJ
We cry, OJ

Oh, oh, I believe you chose
To pass out on the reading carpet
That's what happens when your starving

Please say that you're gonna try to
Order oranges off the menu

Please don't stuff your mouth with t-t-tissues
The way that you look is not an issue

You turn oranges to orange juice
Into there, and spit it of you

Your body is imperfectly perfect
Everyone wants what the other one's working

No orange juice

We cry, OJ
We cry, OJ
We cry, OJ
We cry, OJ

I wish I could give you my set of eyes
'Cause I know your eyes aren't working

I wish I could tell you that you're fine, so fine
But you will find that disconcerting

You turn oranges to orange juice
Into there, and spit it of you

Your body is imperfectly perfect
Everyone wants what the other one's working

No orange juice

We cry, OJ
We cry, OJ
We cry, OJ
We cry, OJ

We cry, OJ
We cry, OJ
We cry, OJ
We cry, OJ