Instinct - Keluar

Suffer the whim to survive and to feel;

I’ve been alone, I was born

It’s incurable

‘Til the end we are

Animal

Salival

Benediction

Tastes the same

Liable

To desperation

Suffer the whim to survive and to feel

This chemical slope is surreal

It’s the way we turn in circles

Of delight and fear

I’ve been alone

I’ve been alone, I was born

It’s incurable

How can it weigh so

Heavily on our minds

To feel someone’s

Flesh and bone

Pressed against our own?

‘Til the end we are

Animal

Salival

Fascination

Taints and shames

Oh, oh

Creatures, learnt to crawl

We are enslaved by what we are

Warm-blooded throes

We are in chains

Above, below

How can it weigh so

Heavily on our minds

To feel someone’s

Flesh and bone

Pressed against our own?

‘Til the end we are

How can it weigh so

Heavily on our minds

Flesh and bone

‘Til the end we are

‘Til the end we are