A trade off

Often, this "human nature" is referenced, yet it has never been explained. As far as I can see, knowing the lyrics to the same songs as others seems to count as growth. Originality crushed, eyes bright with a glitzy encumbrance.  Is that all there is to maturity? The spouting of meaningless popular auditory filth? Ignorance isn't just bliss, but it is the only way to survive.