The Philosopher Lyrics - Individual Thought Patterns - Death

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 nothin' at all 

Ideas that fall under shadows of theories that stand tall 

Thoughts that grow narrow, upon bein' 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