This piece is a wild, poetic anthem to neuroplasticity, a love song to the brain’s ability to rebuild itself through chaos, movement, and emotion.

Beneath the wit and weirdness runs a sincere message: that healing isn’t about perfection, but rhythm, rewiring through laughter, rest, connection, and sensory joy. 

Science meets spirituality on a dance floor of self-repair, part rave, part revelation, part neuroscience.

Lyrics.

[Intro]
What the hell is this?
My skull’s a disco.
Neurons doing congas,
Astrocytes on shift.
Who gave my brain a heartbeat?
Who wired my dreams in glitch?
Every thought’s a power cut,
Then back online. Again. Switch.

[Verse 1]
There’s static in my cerebellum,
A choir in the cortex hummin’, tell ‘em!
Glia whisper secrets in the dark,
While mitochondria strike the spark.

My dopamine’s on Northern time,
Late, chaotic, borderline sublime.
I’m a symphony of meat and light,
Half hungover, half divine.

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m not broken, I’m rewiring,
Synapses tired but still aspiring.
The chaos hums, the pulse is pure,
The system glitches, that’s the cure.

[Chorus]
Move your body, move your mind,
Your power plants will realign.
Feed the light, reduce the drain,
You can always rewire your brain.
Sing in sunlight, dance through rain,
Grow new neurons, lose the shame.
Cry, repair, breathe, remain,
You can always rewire your brain.

[Verse 2]
Two systems wrestle under skin,
The one that changes, one that clings.
Old habits whisper, new ones shout,
Plastic pathways sort it out.

Forget the hacks and guru tips,
Your cortex learns in bursts and slips.
Feed it meaning, feed it play,
Brains love weird, it’s how they pray.

[Bridge]
Mitochondria rave in every cell,
They hate bad sleep, they love to dwell
In sunlight, laughter, leafy greens,
They’re microscopic dopamine machines.
So rest your head, move your feet,
Let your gut bugs join the beat.
You’re not mad, you’re electric,
A self-healing neural aesthetic.

[Final Chorus]
Move your body, move your mind,
Let your circuitry realign.
Every scar’s a signal chain,
You can always rewire your brain.
Cry, repair, laugh, sustain,
Feel your thoughts evolve again.
What the hell is this refrain?
Oh yeah, I just rewired my brain.

copyright ©️ Dendritedisco 2025



What the hell is this.

Neural Whiplash is the sound of a brain arguing with itself. 
Logic vs. feeling, belief vs. behaviour.

It captures the chaos of cognitive dissonance and the slow surrender into reflection.

A dark DnB storm that ends not with answers, but with peace.

Reflective Perspective × Knowledge to Nurture
Written by Laura Keable (DendriteDisco)
2025 ©


Neural Whiplash.

Attack on Titan showed us survival without mercy and hope that keeps bleeding anyway.

It proved we’re animals with memory, torn between freedom and the weight of our own history.

This song stands in that same truth: no peace promised, only choice, only defiance. A song for the ones who know the world is brutal and still show up with heart. Slow victory. Quiet rebellion. 

A song for anyone learning to stay human in a universe that never asked them to. ❤️ 

Lyrics:

(VERSE 1)

At the core of the core, where the quiet things hum,
Atoms cling like lovers scared of coming undone.
We grew bones, we grew hunger, climbed up from the mud,
Said our prayers in the dirt, made a god out of blood.

Every heartbeat is theft, every breath is a loan,
We were born in the mouth of a world made of bone.
Animals with memory, that’s the price of the spark,
We feel pain in the daylight
and again in the dark.


(PRE-CHORUS)

Still we rise, still we riot in silk and in scars,
Still we trade broken hearts for a map to the stars.

(CHORUS)

No peace here, just motion,
slow victory in the violence.
We hold hands in a storm and call it defiance.
If the universe is teeth, we learn how to grin,
There’s no winning this life,
only how you live while you spin.

(VERSE 2)

We are roots tangled tight, we are wolves in a suit,
We are prey with a pen, we are gods without proof.
History chews through us, old hunger, old flame,
Every newborn a truce, every tombstone a name.

We know death as a friend, we shake hands with regret,
We start wars in our chest with the things we forget.
Still we build, still we laugh, still we beg to belong,
Fragile beasts with a whisper
pretending we're strong.


(PRE-CHORUS)

Still we dream, still we rage, still we hope through the ache,
Still we kiss like the world isn’t ready to break.

(CHORUS)

No peace here, just movement,
breath fighting the silence.
We paint futures on skin and call it reliance.
If the universe is knives, we learn how to bleed,
There’s no winning this life,
only choosing what you feed.

(BRIDGE)

And love, foolish love,
the glitch in the code,
the softest rebellion
this harsh world ever wrote.

We break, but we offer the pieces again,
We lose, but we choose
to call strangers our kin.


(OUTRO)

Time walks on.
We walk too.
Not to win.
Just to choose.

If the universe is teeth,
we still learn how to sing
not to conquer the dark,
just to mean something.

copyright ©️ Dendritedisco (2025)

At the core.

Second Law Heart is an, emotional Dnb track, that explains mental health through the laws of physics. 

The song treats the mind like an energy system made of atoms, heat, pressure, and momentum not a moral story. 

It’s built around the Second Law of Thermodynamics, where everything loses energy and drifts into disorder unless new energy is added. 

In the song, burnout and shutdown aren’t weakness; they’re a system conserving heat. 

Inertia also runs through the track: the idea that people struggle to start moving not because they’re lazy, but because all systems resist change until the right force arrives. 

This makes the track both scientific and emotional, showing listeners that mental health is physical first and fixable with understanding.

It’s heavy, warm, and human, a reminder that you’re not broken, you’re thermodynamic. 


Second Law Heart.

Emotional literacy is a heavy leaning track about the silent crisis unfolding in the aftermath of COVID. 

The loss of emotional literacy.

It digs into how people can now list symptoms but can’t articulate feelings, how kids are fluent in diagnostic labels but starved of inner language, and how families choke on what they’re too scared to say. 

The song exposes the long-term fallout: rising anxiety, self-harm, suicide risk, loneliness that hides in plain sight, and a country breaking quietly because no one knows how to put their inner storm into words anymore. 

It’s a warning and a plea, if we don’t bring emotional language back, we’ll keep producing people who can survive the world, but can’t survive themselves.

copyright ©️ Dendritedisco  2025

Emotional literacy.

Soundtracks for overstimulated souls, lyrical detours for the late diagnosed, and bangers for the kids who cried at the end of Art Attack.

I am a proud registered psychiatric nurse of 15 years. ❤️ -I write to process. 

I’m a lyricist through and through, 
each track hints at the vibe I imagine, but I’m under no illusion, These songs need to be lifted off the page and into the lungs of someone who can do them justice.

If something speaks to you, I'm always open to collaboration or hearing your take.

Lyrics, all my own. instrumental and voice- made with the help of AI.  (I write my lyrics and describe how I would like the song to sound, including instrumentals.) These are all my own creations. 

All uploaded songs will remain copywritied by myself  [DendriteDisco]©️ [2025]

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