Tic Tic Tic
One right after the other
Like cannon fodder
If cannon fodder had a mind of its own

My brain is the captain
My neurons the crew
But what happens when the crew revolts?
When the crew hosts a mutiny?

Tic Tic Tic
One right after the other
The captain starts to lose control
The crew starts advancing

Tic Tic Tic
One right after the other
Slower this time
Not as harsh and not as frequent

The captain wrestles back control
The crew falls in line
They bide their time
They lay in wait

Tic Tic Tic
One right after the other
The crew will fight again
The captain will struggle once more

Tic Tic Tic
One right after the other
The fight repeats
Over and over again

Until next time...

Tic Tic Tic