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Freud's mind maze, tangled tight, ego's phase in the dead of night.

Verse one: Hidden thoughts, buried deep inside, memories locked, you can't confide. Dreams sneak out when you're asleep, secrets play, too loud to keep. Traffic jam. (eed) pounding the horn, screw this guy! Super ego: they're late too, don't be rude. Ego rolls the window down, says hey, happens to us all—lets the guy cut in. Same three, same dance, every damn day. Verse two: (eed) is raw, it's hunger, it's sex, never waits, it never checks. Pure impulse, no shame at all, wants pleasure, watch the ego fall. The waiter asks what you want. (eed) says steak, bloody, now! Super ego: Says no—you're on a diet, fatty. Ego just says... I'll have the grilled chicken, hold the butter. That's the whole team working. Without the ego—you either punch the waiter or starve. Verse three: Unconscious, drives what you say and do, Freud says look, it's inside you. Lift the lid, let shadows out, face 'em now, no need to shout. Mom offers dessert. eed—four scoops, now! Super ego—diabetes is calling. Ego—uh, one scoop.. Chorus: Freud's mind maze, tangled tight, ego's phase in the dead of night. (eed) craze, the beast runs free, unconscious rules, can't you see? Super ego watches all, good and bad, rise and fall. Remember, remember, always. Verse one: Ego steps in, thinks real clear, plans ahead, calms every fear. Knows the rules, it knows the street, keeps the peace when passions meet. Super ego's the parent pair, strict as hell, says don't you dare. Guilt and pride, your compass true, do what's right, or it'll bruise. Verse three: Balance game, three minds collide, one wants fun, two play pride. Ego's stuck, the middle man, sometimes wins, sometimes gets slammed. Chorus: Freud said your mind's an iceberg— the conscious, the bit that says I want coffee. Below that, pre-conscious—stuff you can grab like your phone number. Then the massive unconscious, wild and dark, packed with sex, rage, and childhood junk you buried. He split personality into three: the id's your animal, all I want it now. Ego's the grown up, balances real life. Super ego's the critic, dad and mom's voice saying shame. And they bicker all day. That's it. Freud's mind maze, tangled tight, ego's phase in the dead of night. (eed) craze, the beast runs free, unconscious rules, can't you see? Super ego watches all, good and bad, rise and fall. Remember, remember, remember always. shadow work, Freudian psychology, subconscious exploration, inner self, trauma healing.