We think therefore we are
Well maybe that's taking it a step too far to assume that anyone other than me can think or let alone blink in attempts to keep up to par
To hold up their end of this deal that we've agreed to by existing
we are all aware
Our sixth sense of self compels us to try and be seen as individuals
Mindless of residual
Our selfish ways so beautiful
pitiful
they’re miscible
This life is not worth living
When we're taking while we're giving
So give up on lust
And give in to love
Don’t support the ideals that we are all slaves of
This life is not worth living
When we're taking while we're giving
In one way or another our end goal is the same
It’s self gain and I'm afraid that it's inevitable
When even our most selfless acts will try to find a way to give us something to take away
because selflessness is reputable
And as much as I hate that fact it's beautiful
It’s pitiful
they’re miscible
