Testo 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