was it taken, Innocent blends with opinionated Humor It was my twin my friend Unmistakably with me Until the end, “My buddy” Time spent, Platonic relationship Attention lent For now For what…. Who the fuck took What’s mine, Playing tag as we’re running Hide and seek Hiding under and behind things Where’s the fun, On my hands and knees, Moving and throwing objects, Digging the ground, In the dirt, Empty-handed Godless… Innocent Show me your innocent… Where’s your innocence… What is it… Innocent… What’s so innocent Wheres the innocents two fold Can’t hold No sale And sold Stroll and strolling Patrolling Plain paths Criss cross Sad, sadly, Saddened Which comes alas Geared up and heated Choice acts Which attract Back pack carried pasts Sorted blindly Picked through Picked up Magnified Borrow tightly Sensitive inquisitions Questioning questions Taped off in sections Specific blessings Disguised in lessons Exhausted expressions Gasping for air No rest Revelations revealed Inquiring parables Tip toeing toward Terrible Words heard No one to care… Show me your innocent… Where’s your innocence… What is it… Innocent… Show me your innocent… Where’s your innocence… What is it… Innocent… Original lyrics by THOUGHTAHOLIC (@d13ov04). Remix by TENGÜRA. © 2026 THOUGHTAHOLIC & TENGÜRA | An Indiana-Istanbul collaboration
