The Philosopher

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