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