Instinct Songtext
von Pseudo Mind Hive

The further that I run the less I get away
Memory is that from which there is no escape
That night is dragging me deeper and deeper down
And in a world of guilty souls I wear the crown

Instinct has got the better of me
Patience is dead and virtue is free
I can′t find my mind now she is gone
I grabbed her hand and I said lead on


One moonlit minute in a mirror of decay
Held up by haunted hands that laid my love to waste
I took a bite out of the apple of my eye
It tasted like a dream in which I'm sure to die

Instinct has got the better of me
Patience is dead and virtue is free
I can′t find my mind now she is gone
I grabbed her hand and I said

Instinct has got the better of me
Patience is dead and virtue is free
I can't find my mind now she is gone
I grabbed her hand and I said lead on