| I am all that I think
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| I am the way that my neurons are wired
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| They fire ions through electrical
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| Synapses fusing themselves to receiving cells
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| Building a network that only gets stronger
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| As I continue the thought pattern
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| Implied by the process
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| I make a decision on what to react to
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| What I perceive based on electrical current
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| And I am all that I feel
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| I’m a neurotransmitters' desire
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| These chemical messengers look for a nerve
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| With the perfect receptor to fit in
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| They get in and give it specific instructions
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| On what to release until this chain
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| Of events reaches down to the glands which
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| Then produce every hormone known to
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| Spread to the tissue of organs
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| And make them dance
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| All I can do is breathe
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| That’s how I put out the fire
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| And all I can do is think
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| Force my circuitry to rewire
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| Everything outside is already inside
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| There’s nothing we see that we don’t
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| At least partially make on our own
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| In our heads so it seems like my duty
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| To get in my bio-computer and
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| Pry apart neurons with long-term relationships
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| That tell my brain to release «feel bad"chemicals
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| One day I’ll be free from the brain
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| That makes me, me
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| Now that I know that I’m in control
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| I can cut my own puppet strings
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| You are all that you think
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| You’re the way that your neurons are linked
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| I bet if you don’t let it get a little better
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| It will get a lot worse
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| All you gotta do is open up and |