Obscene have to be tougher

A quiet girl turns up and down at all
Yes, had a lot to say then also
But in this world I have to raise my voice to be heard
Totally sick how it can turn
Colder air and I need to get tougher
Even if you don’t like it
Sweat so that the middle of the night when the dreams open their door
But I have a poker face
The rules of the game that is no longer available
Alligators that lie in wait
I will not end up there again
It is understood
I write the novel about this damn world
We are not alone