I'm not here to discount
The opiate of ma**es
But I've learned so much more
Attend lectures and cla**es
Through verbal dissection
Ideas are in suspension
We crash like criminals
In bed with loss prevention
We move when they say
And beg for sh** 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
Don't you
Try to tell me
The your life
Feels empty