Meaningless it

There’s this person
Who’s got no humour
And hates to joke
Who knows no art
And think it’s smart
It does not drink
And doesn’t smoke
Takes no drugs
And hates hugs
It loves school
And really thinks
It’s way is cool

It’s life’s a lie
It’s got no purpose
And it doesn’t know it self
Now that’s a fact it really hates
So you better give it some space
Cause when it figures it has a soul
It’ll try to fill the void
And it’ll blow

It’s got no friends
And no idols
It loves to know
Hates to understand
Loves the telly
Feels it’s not alone
It ignores emotions
Relies on biology
Laughing at philosophy
Doubting in everything
It doesn’t see
Thinks other are fools

It’s life’s a lie
It’s got no purpose
And it doesn’t know it self
Now that’s a fact it really hates
So you better give it some space
Cause when it figures it has a soul
It’ll try to fill the void
And it’ll blow