This is no place for a girl like me,
Amongst robots, lip service and dead dreams,
Avatars that forgot how to breathe,
Restricting airflow not to die,
Wearing masks to be seen,
Thick as the irony.

The heavens wept all summer long,
Time ticked like a beat to move to,
But I only want to move to my own groove
So this is no place for a girl like me,
Time has not yet learned the ways of my flow
Even if it is has been kind.

Acted in line,
with my beliefs at the time.
And I still got here,
No place for a girl like me,
Nowhere left to be free,
Unless I cut off society,
And live amongst the evergreens,...