[Verse] Mirror on the wall, in the hall, see it fractal, Every thought a universe, mind's a tabernacle. Puzzle of the cosmos tattooed on my wrist, Infinite regress, yo, does this even exist? [Chorus] I'm the one, the many, the none, the all, Bouncing like a ping-pong in this cosmic pinball. God of the mousetrap, cheese in my hand, Building my own cage, don’t you understand? [Bridge] The snake eats its tail, pen writes the book, Author becomes reader in a metaphysical hook. Hands on the clock that tick backward and freeze, Time’s a laughing whisper in my universal sneeze. [Verse 2] Think I met God once—gave me a stare so wise, Only place I found Him was behind my own eyes. A paradox pilgrim, hiking two paths at once, Existing as the question but also the response. [Chorus] I'm the one, the many, the none, the all, Bouncing like a ping-pong in this cosmic pinball. God of the mousetrap, cheese in my hand, Building my own cage, don’t you understand? [Bridge] Dance in the void—it’s not black, it’s a mirror, The darker it gets, the clearer the seer. The stars I wished on, born from my breath, Every birth of a cosmos is the mirror of death.
