Survival Instincts (Original Version) - by GVG.Creations
psychedelic, calm, soft, trance, pop, melancholic, techno, electronic, high, groovy, dreamy, nostalgic, male soothing vocals, man soft voice, involving sound, bass, special effects, steady beat, experimental, lo-fi
Survival Instincts (Original Version) - by GVG.Creations
psychedelic, calm, soft, trance, pop, melancholic, techno, electronic, high, groovy, dreamy, nostalgic, male soothing vocals, man soft voice, involving sound, bass, special effects, steady beat, experimental, lo-fi
Lyrics
Verse 1
Many many many years ago.
Hunting with stone-tipped spears we go.
Evolution has its way to show.
That today we're products of that grow.
Verse 2
Many many many years, the past.
At first we remember but the feeling doesn't last.
We could run for miles, oh, we were fast.
Seeing us today, it is striking in contrast.
Pre-chorus
Depression, mental health decline.
Regression, that we let redefine.
Chorus
When I watch some random someone.
Doing worse than me in life.
Suddenly then I feel better and my hope can overrun.
But that feeling never lingers.
At some point I'm back to me.
Dying in pursuit of followers, isn't that the way it's supposed to be?
What does it need to happen?
Are we hopeless in our skin?
What does it need to happen?
For survival instincts to kick in?
Instrumental
Verse 3
Many many years, and I was born.
I used to have peers, I could have sworn.
Courteous, well behaved, always polite.
Growing fast and then things start to bite.
Verse 4
Manners gone, peers forgotten.
I'm spewing my insults so I can't listen.
Bennington said once that we become numb.
It's like we don't remember where we come from.
Pre-chorus
Depression, mental health decline.
Regression, that we let redefine.
Chorus
When I watch some random someone.
Doing worse than me in life.
Suddenly then I feel better and my hope can overrun.
But that feeling never lingers.
At some point I'm back to me.
Dying in pursuit of followers, isn't that the way it's supposed to be?
What does it need to happen?
Are we hopeless in our skin?
What does it need to happen?
For survival instincts to kick in?
Instrumental
Bridge
Take me back, make me strong.
Once I was a hunter, once then I was born.
Where was I, years ago?
Surrounded by my peers, learning for a tomorrow.
The tomorrow is now here.
My tools are gone, I can't adhere.
But learning to be better than last year.
Building myself a stone-tipped spear.
Chorus
When I watch some random someone.
Doing worse than me in life.
Suddenly then I feel better and my hope can overrun.
But that feeling never lingers.
At some point I'm back to me.
Dying in pursuit of followers, isn't that the way it's supposed to be?
What does it need to happen?
Are we hopeless in our skin?
What does it need to happen?
For survival instincts to kick in?
Chorus
When I watch some random someone.
Doing worse than me in life.
Suddenly then I feel better and my hope can overrun.
But that feeling never lingers.
At some point I'm back to me.
Dying in pursuit of followers, isn't that the way it's supposed to be?
What does it need to happen?
Are we hopeless in our skin?
What does it need to happen?
For survival instincts to kick in?
Instrumental