Who makes it
Who carves
Who carves
Her life
From stone
With just a chisel
And her will
From stone
With just a chisel
And her will
Who recreates herself
On the fly
Because that
Is what survival
Requires
On the fly
Because that
Is what survival
Requires
I am the girl
Who goes
Through hell
And is
Destroyed
Who goes
Through hell
And is
Destroyed
Yet
Somehow
Here
I am
Somehow
Here
I am