Pure

Affected by what you had lost They're not the habits you'd protect At any cost You 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 a*sured Uhh You can't You can't Can't can't Can't [incomprehensible]