Undefined

I am not defined by the bias in your mind The acid in your soil that you're now tasting in the rind The freedoms you abuse & all the views that make you blind Yeah that's not me I'm undefined I am not defined by the highest mountain I have climbed The lowest low I've dared to go In the oceans buried deep inside There are no chapters in this book No catchy hooks to underline No you'll have to dig & it's hard to find Like the ancient art of dressing depression up in honey Yeah I'm just trying to get my claws on that money I've nothing left to say, I yield my time So just talk yourself in circles draw your boxes on that damn dividing line I am not defined by this unfortunate design The vessel I imagine ain't the one I occupy But this one's a work in progress & then the zeroes multiply Yeah you could say It's undefined Like the ancient art of dressing depression up in honey Yeah I'm just trying to get my claws on that money I've nothing left to say, I yield my time So just draw your line & you will find That nothing simply won't divide Uncertain but we're certainly alive & undefined