I emulate that of a weakness
Bold by its filter of present occurrences.
That weakness sings and caresses my every whim of whisper that asks what's going on.
There's flow in the bloodstream that keeps impurities of contaminating the heart.
No pamphlet of ritualistic inclinations
Exoskeleton says it's ok on the outside in.
Feel the varied emotion from outside in.
This is the cause: (      ) that is my effect
Crash on the inside, Exoskeleton, tell me it's ok