instincts
What a weird fucking life
The more we learn
The less we know
Our only instinct: survive
Our only guarantee: we won't
I'm just trying to get by
Trying to find my own road
(My own road)
(My own road)
(Road)
(Road)
I don't care where it goes
I just wanna get going
All the way to the edge of the earth
And jump off
I just wanna be somewhere
No one's been before
Find the end of the known universe
And keep going
I just need to find a place
Where I can kick my feet up
And throw caution to the wind
'Cause all that's waiting back on Earth
Is just a countdown
To a fucking boring end
What a weird fucking life
The more we learn
The less we know
Our only instinct: survive
Our only guarantee: we won't
I'm just trying to get by
Find a road of my own
To a place where nobody will know
It's been a Hell of a ride
I'm just ready for more
I need to see distant skies
In mysterious zones
Dig my toes in the sand
On some alien shores
Name a constellation of my own
Is it bad I just wanna dip out?
Sometimes it feels like
I purchased this life on discount
I love my friends and my family
But something's missing
Maybe it's part of the curse
Of just being different
Maybe my place
Is just way out among the stars
I feel a tug in my DNA
So bizarre
Like home is calling
From somewhere so very far
I think my place
Is just way out among the stars
I just need to find a place
Where I can kick my feet up
And throw caution to the wind
'Cause all that's waiting back on Earth
Is just a countdown
To a fucking boring end
What a weird fucking life
The more we learn
The less we know
Our only instinct: survive
Our only guarantee: we won't
I'm just trying to get by
Find a road of my own
To a place where nobody will know
It's been a Hell of a ride
I'm just ready for more
I need to see distant skies
In mysterious zones
Dig my toes in the sand
On some alien shores
Name a constellation of my own
The more we learn
The less we know
Our only instinct: survive
Our only guarantee: we won't
I'm just trying to get by
Trying to find my own road
(My own road)
(My own road)
(Road)
(Road)
I don't care where it goes
I just wanna get going
All the way to the edge of the earth
And jump off
I just wanna be somewhere
No one's been before
Find the end of the known universe
And keep going
I just need to find a place
Where I can kick my feet up
And throw caution to the wind
'Cause all that's waiting back on Earth
Is just a countdown
To a fucking boring end
What a weird fucking life
The more we learn
The less we know
Our only instinct: survive
Our only guarantee: we won't
I'm just trying to get by
Find a road of my own
To a place where nobody will know
It's been a Hell of a ride
I'm just ready for more
I need to see distant skies
In mysterious zones
Dig my toes in the sand
On some alien shores
Name a constellation of my own
Is it bad I just wanna dip out?
Sometimes it feels like
I purchased this life on discount
I love my friends and my family
But something's missing
Maybe it's part of the curse
Of just being different
Maybe my place
Is just way out among the stars
I feel a tug in my DNA
So bizarre
Like home is calling
From somewhere so very far
I think my place
Is just way out among the stars
I just need to find a place
Where I can kick my feet up
And throw caution to the wind
'Cause all that's waiting back on Earth
Is just a countdown
To a fucking boring end
What a weird fucking life
The more we learn
The less we know
Our only instinct: survive
Our only guarantee: we won't
I'm just trying to get by
Find a road of my own
To a place where nobody will know
It's been a Hell of a ride
I'm just ready for more
I need to see distant skies
In mysterious zones
Dig my toes in the sand
On some alien shores
Name a constellation of my own
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Greder
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