Have you ever wanted to be dead?
But not just dead, ceasing to exist
'Cause even if there was an afterlife
It still would explain nothing

So I'm paradoxically pondering the impossible
I'll never know, I'll never know, I'll never know what makes me me
Each question brings a conundrum that's unsolvable
So blind, so blind, so blind that I'll never see

Are you ever jealous of the ones
With faith, 'cause they don't have to wonder
And even if I could speak to God
I still would have to ask more questions

So I'm paradoxically pondering the impossible
I'll never know, I'll never know, I'll never know what makes me me
Each question brings a conundrum that's unsolvable
So blind, so blind, so blind that I'll never see

Well, I think, I think, I think, I think I am
I think, I think, I think therefore I jam
I think, I think, I think, I think I am
I think, I think, I think therefore I jam