| It’s hard enough to know, | 
| Where you’re really supposed to go, | 
| When you’re looking for a friendly face, | 
| Book a ticket to another place. | 
| You move your lips to speak, | 
| But they look at you like you’re a freak. | 
| It’s a struggle just to stay alive, | 
| Journals burning in a burning fire. | 
| Everyone stares, but nobody ever sees you. | 
| You go searching everywhere, | 
| But the feeling never leaves you. | 
| And you can’t always want what you get, | 
| When you’re looking for love, | 
| In a cafe on the internet. | 
| You want somewhere to hide, | 
| Where everyone can find you. | 
| You join hands with the world and say, | 
| «I just want my space.» | 
| Some people say the future’s past, | 
| We’re going down in an electro-blast. | 
| There are plenty other acts like you, | 
| Tube is full of them and they can see right through you. | 
| It’s a big bad world out there, | 
| Everybody looking for a GIF to share. | 
| And you’re crying out to find your friends, | 
| Turn around and they are gone again. | 
| Everyone stares, but nobody ever sees you. | 
| Try to vanish in thin air, | 
| But the feeling, it never leaves you. | 
| I just want to go where nobody knows my name, | 
| And no one notices or cares whether I came. | 
| I just want my friends altogether in one place. | 
| I just want control over the way they see my face. | 
| I just want to friend the entire human race. | 
| I just want my space. |