kurung diri sendiri, 3 hari berlalu tanpa arti
diam menjahit dua daging tipis di bawah pipi
ponsel berdering, ayah ingin diskusi
banyak hal untuk diluapkan, air tak kunjung ke tepi
dia sendiri tak mengerti sampai mana hidupnya bermimpi
harapan ada, tapi bukan untuk diyakini
terlalu mudah memancing teman, kadang menghias senyum tersendiri
she got stucked in some damn fibers,
those that she doesn't know they even exist
too reluctant to accept my help, she struggle there all alone
none of any mature-minded person she got
so much to say, no words but swearing
the loneliness building with each passing day
her heart is already broken, before i try to rebuild it
you'll never guess what's not inside
she'll talk with finger crossed
so many times she stayed at home and tell everyone she got sick
well, she's sick with her life
and everything that goes around
living her life with her family around
she found an island of her own life
leaving her love and her family behind
oh, stupid girl you need to find some piece of mind
alone in the brand new island of her mind
she lives there with trees and green grass out of guilty pleasures
she said 'let's keep talking to stop the clockwatching'
she's using her right brain, and she cum so fast
with love, loser