The state of being simple
The state of being uncomplicated
Lack of subtlety or penetration
Innocence
Silliness

It’s what we all had when we were younger
Now everything is so complicated
And so tangled up
That your own thoughts are abandoned
And you don’t know what to do with yourself
Its seems like the whole world has turned against you
And there’s no one to confide in

You’re in your own state of mind
And there’s no way out
And you don’t know what to do
You have an umbrage feeling about something you don’t even know about
The sudden rush of lust comes forward and seizes you in the moment
But what for? You don’t know what you want
So what’s the point to feel?
The point to feel those feelings that you have
The memories won’t come back

All you have to do is let fate run its course
And what abides by you then
Well, it’s just what’s mean for you
All you have to do is just believe
It’s all you can do