Instinctual Template

Lyrics

Pull the current from my skin Cut the chord for more supply Lay me down right by your side and you and I can still act Like we're friends, lets begin, to pretend to forget about the who what where why and the when and get this head out of the clouds that I'm hollowed in... See I'm howlin' in the wind Headaches from innate invisible templates that have continued to endlessly bend me, I am full of my selfish envy staring at a full moon through an empty glass, I could never remember my past because the last memory I had I was buried in the bottom of a crystal glass