Sea Of Trees - Blown

This has come to no surprise
You're standing still, with a helpful disguise
Realize that you're not a prize
Especially when all you've said were lies

Blown. Your cover's blown.

(BLEGH)

Why do you think I really give a fuck about your feminism?
Gaining not a thing from your criticism

I am not afraid
So what makes you so
fucking special
Not a fucking thing

Not a thing
Not a fucking thing

In this instance now
I am in spite
My dignity
I will forever hold tight

What a waste of time
What a waste of time
I reached my prime
I really thought it was worth it for you
What a waste of time
What a waste of time
I reached my prime
But my mind was still divided in two

Wasting away deep in your own self pity
Every thing you've said was self proclaimed witty
Sucking life from all the struggling masses
While you're breathing in your own demise
What a waste of time

In this instance now
I am in spite
My dignity
I will forever hold tight

What a waste of time
What a waste of time
I reached my prime
I really thought it was worth it for you
What a waste of time
What a waste of time
I reached my prime
But my mind was divided in two

What a waste of time
What a waste of time
I reached my prime
I really thought it was worth it for you
What a waste of time
I reached my prime