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I'm not here to discount The opiate of ma*ses But I've learned so much more Attend lectures and cla*ses Through verbal dissections Ideas are in suspension We clash like criminals In bed with loss prevention We move when they say And beg for shit that we Will never ever need So keep the receipt We've become the children Of paralyzed ambition A fraction less human Dining in modern kitchens Prepackaged warmth with a Touch of your personal flair Arrested emotion Wax poets with a cold stare We move when they say And beg for shit that we Will never ever need So keep the receipt 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 ...