Cymba - The Forest lyrics

The sun in the sky, the trees in the forest Just where they belong, but there's nothing for you here So just pack your sh** and disappear Disappointment, you're a f**ing conformist Your ego's enormous, your feelings are nowhere near Your intentions, babe, were very clear Thought I could trust you You opened me up to making everything like new But it's still just the same old sh**, just without you So, good-for-nothing, don't make the a**umption That I only wanted to be amused Now the thought of talking to you Has as much appeal as a used up tissue Okay, cool Okay, cool Okay, cool Okay, cool Okay The sun in the sky, the trees in the forest Just where they belong, but there's nothing for you here So just pack your sh** and disappear Disappointment, you're a f**ing conformist Your ego's enormous, your feelings are nowhere near Your intentions, babe, were very clear Thought I could trust you You opened me up to making everything like new But it's still just the same old sh**, just without you Okay, cool Okay, cool Okay, cool Okay, cool