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