I Need Answers

Stormy weather
In the cracks of an altered art
Hold my form together
As a solemn heart

I know that the marvel makes up the things I see
And fills me with affection
But I will lose the vision of individuality
If I go in this direction

Dirty fingers
Washing down
The need for thinkers
To concede to clowns
But, but, I don't feel sold
For morning's sake
It'd be more insane
To sit here mourning saints

I can't think no more
I can't think no more

I know I'm the conception of my reality
I'm a brave mid from imperfection
Does the answer lie within me, true dualities
If there's no meaning upon reflection?

I need answers
I need answers
I need answers
I need answers



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Writer(s): Lookman Adekunle Salami
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