Maybe It's My Nature Songtext
von Wyvern Lingo

Oh baby, I have not been kind
I wish I could scrape away the dirt that′s on my mind
I've been staying out too late in the wood
I′ve been wandering much farther than I should
Oh baby, when I'm in your arms
I can make honest sense of love and war's alarms
But there′s something primal underneath
And it drives, it drives this nothingness I seek

Oh but it′s the rush
The thrill of interaction
The inevitable push
Towards the point of traction
And it's valid, however juvenile
Can I be unfaithful with my smile
Before I know it, I′m in your verse
Before I know it, I'm every curse


Maybe it′s my nature
Maybe it's my nature to go astray
I know that it′s not fair
I know it's not fair to act this way
Maybe it's my nature
Maybe I′m a creature made of clay
Ruthless and easily swayed

Believe me, it′s nothing you've done
Your gifts of mind mean more than anyone
But this nomad pulse would take over someday
And the predator inside would never stay

′Cause oh I'd miss the rush
The thrill of interaction
The inevitable push
Towards the point of traction
And it′s valid, however juvenile
Can I be unfaithful with my smile
Before I know it, I'm in your verse
Before I know it, I′m every curse

Maybe it's my nature
Maybe it's my nature to go astray
I know that it′s not fair
I know it′s not fair to act this way
Maybe it's my nature
Maybe I′m a creature made of clay
Ruthless and easily swayed


I can't help that
I can′t help that I want it
But with these thoughts I
But with these thoughts, I am haunted
And you'll never write of me with agency
Only sweet angels or fallen leaves
And I know I′m not either
So I'll stop trying to be her

Maybe it's my nature
Maybe it′s my nature to go astray
I know that it′s not fair
I know it's not fair to act this way
Maybe it′s my nature
Maybe I'm a creature made of clay
Ruthless and easily swayed