Do you feel what I feel, what I see, hear what hear There is a line you must draw between your dream world and reality Do you live life or share the breath I breathe Lies feed your judgement of others Behold how the blind lead each The philosopher know so much about nothing at all
Ideas that fall under shadows of theories that stand tall Thoughts grow narrow upon being verbally released Your mind is not own, what sounds more mentally stimulating is how you make your choice So you preach how I'm supposed to be, yet you don't you know your own sexuality feed your judgement of others Behold the blind lead each other The philosopher You know so much about nothing at all