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I'm not here to discount The opiate of masses But I've learned so much more Attend lectures and classesThrough verbal dissections Ideas are in suspension We clash like criminals In bed with loss preventionWe move when they say And beg for shit that we Will never ever need So keep the receiptWe've become the children Of paralyzed ambition A fraction less human Dining in modern kitchensPrepackaged warmth with a Touch of your personal flair Arrested emotion Wax poets with a cold stareWe move when they say And beg for shit that we Will never ever need So keep the receiptDon't you try to tell me that your life feels empty Don't you try to tell me that your life feels empty Don't you try to tell me that your life feels empty Don't you try to tell me that your life feels empty Don't you try to tell me that your life feels empty Don't you try to tell me that your life feels empty