You think that you live in a tree of wisdom,
Sometimes you see yourself as me,
You live like you wrote the book on freedom,
Why can't you take a look to see?

Why must you tear me up inside,
Tearing what's left of my broken pride,
Leave me alone with what I've got,
Never finding what I've saught

You hide all the traits you lack inside,
Hiding in darkness because of pride,
Shealded away from what you fear,
Pulling all you hands can reach so near

Why must you tear me up inside,
Tearing what's left of my broken pride,
Leave me alone with what I've got,
Never finding what I've saught

I know all the tricks that you can play,
Why do you seek to live this way?
You never know just what you have,
Living inside this vicious trap!