Instincts

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INSTINCTS

Here I go again, leaning on my pen
Trying to make it through the night
No way to predict, should I stand or sit
It's time to fight or flight


Yeah I hold a good hand
This time I have two pair
No more drawing to the inside straight

chalk it up to love, chalk it up to fear
But this time it ain't up to fate


I've been around the track
Been to hell and back
familiar with that burning view
I've learned to trust my instincts
I'll follow them this time
this time my instincts don't trust you


I don't know where you are,
I've learned not to care
About what I don't control
but There's no wrong or right
when you're not in sight
That’s when confusion takes its toll

You stand upon the mound
throw curveballs toward the ground
This game goes into inning ten,
No matter who may win,
no tide can't stop my swim
We won't be playing this again

this time I'm more than sure
This time I'll take the cure
I'm well aware of what to do
I've learned to trust my instincts
I'll follow them this time
this time my instincts don't trust you