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 primeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
