It seems that all play the same game
And people are right that makes you popular
But my killer hills are not my aim It's me,
Jamala
But he wants candles, he wants kissing down
Again and again you're saying death to me
The only thing I want to say It's me, Jamala
I'm not Gaga I'm not Gaga
It's me, Jamala
It's me, it's me, it's me, it's me, Jamala
I can't see the forest for the trees
All that's a vloyad beauty is false kindred
Jamala Jamala