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Lying on the cold tiles; lying to myself To think I can resist you; to put my heart upon a shelf I rush to complication; I shower in my doubt Nothing is suspected - irony that I'm expected To trust my Instincts Ceiling staring back at me; daring me...to... to trust my instincts Kamikaze lust to justify; like Adam and his apple, Like Judas and his foolish pride I rush to complication; I speed to my own death I'm trading my foundation for a moment of your heated breath. I'm trusting my instincts Adam's apple tasting right I'm Trusting my instincts She don't move me like you do She don't do the things you do She don't make me - make me wanna Lose my mind and act a fool I'm trusting my instincts Fight or flight; feeling like I'm Trusting my instincts From Letras Mania