Maybe I'm not afraid to die
Climbing over the wire fence on top of a building
It's easy to be a bird
But somehow that's a coward to me to choose the easy answer
Maybe I just hate to grow up
In the city made of glass where the wind doesn't blow
Meandering around in my uniform
"You, how much?" the whisper from aside's like a needle to the fairytale
I'm not affecting anything
Even just 17, in these 17 years
I've come to know the torment of life
Oh times, please change
Oh times, turn the page
Old ruler will never limit me
My life is immeasurable
Maybe I'm good at lying
Naked in front of the mirror
Practicing perfect smiles
Cupping my pointy breasts telling myself I'll never be a woman
I'm not affecting anything
On the desk in classroom
I carve down those words with the knife point
Oh times, please change
Oh times, turn the page
While you're looking around
The view should have changed
Oh times, please change
Oh times, turn the page
Old ruler will never limit me
My life is immeasurable