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