Tell me what it is like to be beautiful
I'll tell you what broken glass feels like on my fist
Tell me what it is like to be loved
I'll tell you how a blade feels like on my wrists

Tell what it is like to have a thigh gap
I'll tell you about all the gaps I bear in my heart
Tell me about your colourful eyeshadows
I'll show you the blue and green painting me on every part

Tell me what it is like to be happy
I'll tell you what it is like to drown in your own sorrow
Tell me what it is like to feel alive
I'll tell you how it's like to lose faith in a tomorrow

Tell me what it is like to feel safe
I'll tell you how it's like to be shaken to the core
Tell me what it is like to be free
I'll tell you what it's like to spend your life waiting for an open door

Tell me what it is like to be jamming to music
I'll tell you what it's like to be haunted by screams of agony
By mingling of chains and muffled cries
Playing round and round like a twisted symphony

Tell me what it is like to feel warm
I'll tell you what the cold floor feels like under bare skin
When your body shivers so hard you think you'll finally cave in