Pure

affected by what
you had lost
they're not the habits
you'd protect at any cost

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

yeah

you can
you can
can, can
can
no