There's only some days that my brain obeys
it opens up and words tumble onto the page
you cant force it out, my mind is like a maze
it tries to engage in 15 different ways
then after countless synaptic delays
it retreats and it creeps back into its cage
get back on track, and pick up some speed
inhale some O2, because that's all it should need
Its calls the shots and I just follow its lead
Its ultimate goal I think is just to be freed.
Brain, obey me!
Try to control my mind, no matter what the cost
but I fear what I'll find, I think it might be lost
I struggle for control while all my thoughts explode
The master of my mind, counter strike the overload
I wont be left behind, defend my thoughts and pray
My enemies are blind and I will seize the day
This war cannot be lost, I will fight 'till I'm whole
My hand will not be forced, (may) these actions be extolled.