Thought myself into a corner Bold and brazen synapse adorner Logic tells me I gotta fix Only answer? More mind tricks A self-constructed illusion For this skull-noodle diffusion To find every reason A lie for every season Because no matter what I do For all the facts I find true To get out of position stationary Find commotion that motivates me Keep seeking, find what’s true Neural pathways winding through And they all lead me back to you