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