Do you feel what I feel, see what I see, hear what I hear

There is a line you must draw between your dream world and reality

Do you live my life or share the breath I breathe

Lies feed your judgment of others

Behold how the blind lead each other

The philosopher

You know so much about nothing at all



Ideas that fall under shadows of theories that stand tall

Thoughts that grow narrow upon being verbally released

Your mind is not your own,

what sounds more mentally stimulating is how you make your choice

So you preach about how I'm supposed to be, yet you don't know your

own sexuality

Lies feed your judgment of others

Behold how the blind lead each other

The philosopher

You know so much about nothing at all