Verse 1:
Arrogance confused for
some head-lined pride
Something no on will admit
Solely on the inside
I've kept my cautious distance
As close as I can
Is there a difference between what
I understand comprehend?
Chorus:
Of what measure?
Of what formula?
Will bring closure
To what I can't think up
What I can't think up (x3)
Verse 2:
This tact-on innocence
Splits me in half
My minor theft of assurance
Keeps questions back
Does my mind have a mind
Of its very own?
Only time will tell if what I know
Is still my own home
Chorus:
Of what measure?
Of what formula?
Will bring closure
To what I can't think up
What I can't think up (x3)
Thanks for reading
I'm 15 btw
and please make your own interpretation of it
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