Owen - Playing Possum For A Peed lyrics

I'm made up of instincts None of which are too keen But I get by with these high cheek bones Little faith in people for a higher being I'm a man with desires And if I told you any different, I'd be a liar As hard as I've tried I've found I can't deny myself of those things that I want As last night turns into this morning Buried in your blankets, left for dead My heart beating in my head Lie still, pretending I'm asleep I watch you put your clothes on for me Local pharmacist and his wife And I'm convinced, after your performance That this world is too big for us And our stupid instincts And our stupid desires