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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 judgement 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 judgement of others
Behold how the blind lead each other
The Philosopher
You know so much about nothing at all



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THE PHILOSOPHER
Death

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