Instinct

I never sleep

I get around

I'd rather die

Than touch the ground

I push it hard

I keep it straight

I'll never stop, won't fall behind

I never wait

I pierce through the iron clouds

Of a world so cold

I hammer the thunder down

From the skies above

I need you to know

I cut the wire with a steady hand

And get to fly far, far away

I touch down on a new ground

Good God, God's far away

One million years

Don't shed a tear

But sweating hard

Pressing on

Persevere

And many fall

Many die

I pass them all

Pick it up double time

I suffer the falling rain

As a man I come

To puncture the pulsing vein

'Til the man is gone

I'm where I belong

I cut the wire with a steady hand

And get to fly far, far away

I'm stone faced when the chips are down

Good God, God's far away

You can't deny me, I ever last

I'm burning hot, shooting stars flying past

I kill the pain, I cut the chain

Good God, God's gone away