An amoeba (/əˈmiːbə/; rarely spelled amœba, US English commonly ameba; plural am(o)ebas or am(o)ebae /əˈmiːbiː/), often called amoeboid, is a type of cell or organism which has the ability to alter its shape, primarily by extending and retracting pseudopods. Amoebas do not form a single taxonomic group; instead, they are found in every major lineage of eukaryotic organisms. Amoeboid cells occur not only among the protozoa, but also in fungi, algae, and animals.
Microbiologists often use the terms "amoeboid" and "amoeba" interchangeably for any organism that exhibits amoeboid movement.
In older classification systems, most amoebas were placed in the class or subphylum Sarcodina, a grouping of single-celled organisms that possess pseudopods or move by protoplasmic flow. However, molecular phylogenetic studies have shown that Sarcodina is not a monophyletic group whose members share common descent. Consequently, amoeboid organisms are no longer classified together in one group.
The best known amoeboid protists are the "Giant Amoebae" Chaos carolinense and Amoeba proteus, both of which are widely cultivated and studied in classrooms and laboratories. Other well known species include the so-called "brain-eating amoeba" Naegleria fowleri, the intestinal parasite Entamoeba histolytica, which causes amoebic dysentery, and the multicellular "social amoeba" Dictyostelium discoideum.
Who's to say you're never wrong
Who's to say that I'm not already gone
Who's to say the time inside your head
Keeps running on and on and on and on
Who's to say we'll make it through
I'm starting to believe that what we think is never true
Who's to say the rhymes beside your bed
Will keep you warm when everything is getting colder
And I'm just holding on until it's over
Mayday, somebody save me now
And I'm closing my eyes cause once the sun rises
It's out of my hands
Who's to say this history
Isn't only just some winner's distant memory
You can't escape this drying ink
The fall of who we are is getting closer
And I'm just holding on until it's over
Mayday, somebody save me now
I'm cutting all ties from the world outside
Cause it's over my head
It's all coming undone and falling apart somehow
And I'm closing my eyes cause once the sun rises
It's out of my hands
The light pulls me under