Lyric

Three months deep at the gym each night

Some wins against those sweet delights

But still the mirror won’t pretend

This body’s flatness just won’t bend

When’s my next cheat day again?

Why’s this feel like monkish pain?

Is this diet a holy test?

Hey, universe—give me a rest!

Eureka! this is the truth no one has to know

Draw it in, and fake it flat

My outfit pops, my posture’s clean

I wear that dress like a magazine!

Awareness sharp, core tight and true

This is my slim-down ninja move

A secret trick no one else knew

Whether walking or riding the train

I’m drawin’ in with a calm, cool brain

If I pant just a little too loud

They say, “You’re on fire!” and I feel proud

Goodbye to the belly bump

Rock that style, show off that pump

Even while chatting, I stay alert

'Cause letting go—yeah, that might hurt

Eureka! this is the truth no one has to know

Draw it in, and fake it flat

My outfit pops, my posture’s clean

I wear that dress like a magazine!

Awareness sharp, core tight and true

This is my slim-down ninja move

A secret trick no one else knew

But when I catch my own reflection

There’s one part that breaks perfection

I breathe in deep, I stand up tall

I twist and stretch—I try it all

But that little thing—it’s still in sight

Eureka! truth comes in layers too

Double chin won’t say adieu

No matter how sharp my silhouette

That little puff’s my one regret

So I keep my gaze aimed high

Still drawing in, still reaching sky

This path of stealth—I walk it through

A ninja… still in training, too