***girl.
Who makes the rules and the reasons why we conform
Who makes us do what we do from the minute that we`re born
I`m sick and tired of accepting because it`s right
I wanna break the mould – I wanna start to fight.
Who says I`m right or wrong
Who says they know I belong
Who says I`m weak cause I know I`m strong…
I`m gonna be myself.
I don`t know what to do
Am I coming from or to
Everything`s old – it needs to be new…
I`m gonna be myself.
Who throws the switch – pulls the strings – makes life work
Everything kept in its own groove – but I am in a rut
I`ve had enough of the rules I don`t understand
I`m sick and tired of living life that`s all been so planned.
I`ve tried to see to wherever breaking somehow out of here
Jumping on a bus that will take me anywhere
Once I was so confident but now I`m under the thumb
I feel there`s too many times I`ve gone and went and missed my turn.
Who says it`s down to me
Who says, `Face reality !`
I`ve come to finally see…
I`m gonna be myself.
Who tried to bend my ear
Who swore I refuse to hear
Well let me make one thing clear…
I`m gonna be myself.