Philosophy is a no man's land
Apathy is a sign of weakness
The Journey of life means nothing
You make false Idols through it all the time

In Buddhism they teach you to let go 
Of everything to be enlightened
That would make you uncompleted
Morally grey to every situation

There's no purpose in the present 
We can't live in the past
We're all just mocking time until we pass away
Tormented souls that's just looking for answers that's not there

They are scared to open up
For the looming thought of misery is always above them
For it is hard to put anyone first 
When you're living with sorrow

In silence are grandiose ideas will come
So shoot space cowboy
Find some meaning in a meaningless existence
We all see your trigger finger is getting happy