Affected by what you had lost
They're not the habits you'd protect at any cost
We blur the details of your hand
Anything your barren conscience can't defend
The limits of attention span
Successive thoughts you don't have but you still pretend
Keep on talking anyway
Protected by what you know no one will ever say
Because you can't be pure
You're self-assured
You can't
You can't
Can't, can't
Can't pure

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