

I used to answer to a word that was
not mine. Every letter felt like heavy chains.
Emmanuel Richardson was a ghost Living in a room I hated the
most (go!)
Burn the papers, tear the pages down
I'm erasing that old
hollow sound
(away!) Call me Dakota Richardson!
(yes!) My true name has just begun
I am finally who I was born to be
Dakota, wild and free!
No more whispers of the past I left behind
In the static, a brand new life I find
(watch me!)
No sweet melodies,
no soft R and B
Just the heavy steel setting me free!
Call me Dakota Richardson!
(yeah!) My true name has just begun
I am finally who I was born to be
Dakota, wild and free!
Dakota... Richardson! (that's my name!)