Driven by instinct Lyrics – Charli XCX
Raw fury doesn’t ask for permission — it just arrives. Charli XCX‘s “Driven by instinct” is exactly that: unfiltered, feral, and soaked in something darker than rage. This is sound as ritual, chaos as confession — music that doesn’t seduce you. It corners you.
Lyrics of Driven by instinct by Charli XCX
I regret everything I’ve done dJ Sorrow
Ha ha ha louisville Slugger
Louisville Slugger
I’m gon’ beat your brain
With my Louisville Slugger
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
Crack ya head open give you a lil’ stutter
Yeah, I know I’m a piece of s*it
Got a hundred acre wrist
Ghost Mountain, Sematary
Posted in the forest
I could never love a b!tch
Jus’ removed thy shift
They might find your corpse
But I still love your spirit
Fastened to the five points
I don’t carе about anything
Cutters in a circle for Weeping Virgin Mary
Gotta wire Louisvillе mortals wanna try me
Beat him with my crucifix
Cut his fu*king hands off
I’m living for the dead
I hope they believe in me
Crooked forest witcher
Tree house fire haunting
Took them girls’ souls and locked
’em in a figurine
Chainsaw lord, I’m the Keeper Of The Trees
Silver chains blistering
Sylvia Plath seethering
Machete, Honda Civic
We be turning up in the trees
Sunrise, blood on me spiked bat eternal
Haunted Mound give you brain damage
Sing with me
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
I’m gon’ beat your brain
With my Louisville Slugger
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
Crack ya head open give you a lil’ stutter
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
I’m gon’ beat your brain
With my Louisville Slugger
I really hate the world
I really hate the world
So I’m gon’ beat you down
With my Louisville Slugger
I’m the wicker man burning up, I’m Nick Cage
Bear suit rampant bashing in your brain
Chainsaw riding steamer like I’m Leatherface
One to watch and two to bare my soul away
Riding out sawed off road warrior
Rocker jeans, black Sematary tee shirt
Swab dog, swab dog, we inglorious
Still froze when he saw
The ghost rigor mortis
Hold down hells unbinding
Bash ’em right the fu*k in like The Shining
Cigarette holes through sleeves
Hundred acres into redwood trees
Cutters up nail bat striking
Holler out and the dead come rising
Rituals unforeseen
Big Louisville slug him back to sleep
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
I’m gon’ beat your brain
With my Louisville Slugger
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
Crack ya head open give you a lil’ stutter
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
I’m gon’ beat your brain
With my Louisville Slugger
I really hate the world
I really hate the world
So I’m gon’ beat you down
With my Louisville Slugger
Louisville Slugger louisville Slugger
I’m gon’ beat your brain
With my Louisville Slugger
I really hate the world
I really hate the world
So I’m gon’ beat you down
With my Louisville Slugger
Meaning of Driven by instinct Lyrics
Something is broken here — and it knows it.
“Driven by Instinct” doesn’t arrive gently. It kicks the door in. The undercurrent running beneath all the visceral imagery isn’t actually rage — it’s self-loathing wearing rage as armour. “I know I’m a piece of s\*it” lands early, almost casually, and that confession colours everything after it. The violence isn’t directed outward purely from power. It’s the sound of someone who has already condemned themselves, swinging wildly because stillness feels worse. The repeated “I really hate the world” isn’t a threat. It’s a wound that got tired of bleeding quietly.
The line that stops you cold is “Sylvia Plath seethering.” Grammatically incorrect, deliberately so — and that’s precisely why it works. “Seethering” isn’t a word, but you feel exactly what it means: a slow, literary burn that can’t be contained by standard language. Invoking Plath — a poet synonymous with interior darkness and artistic martyrdom — inside a torrent of chainsaw imagery creates a jarring, genuinely unsettling collision. It suggests the singer isn’t just violent. They’re literate in their damage. That one broken word carries more psychological weight than a full verse could.
Culturally, this sits squarely within the horrorcore and black metal-adjacent rap tradition — artists who use horror iconography not as shock value alone, but as a language for alienation that polite society has no vocabulary for. The Leatherface references, the Wicker Man, the forest rituals — these aren’t random. They’re a mythology built by and for people who felt monstrous long before they picked up a microphone. Whether or not this is where one expects to find Charli XCX, the track asks a more uncomfortable question: what do you do with rage the world tells you is illegitimate? Apparently, you name it, arm it, and let it haunt the trees.
Driven by instinct Song Credits & Production Details
| Song Title | Driven by instinct |
| Album | XCX8 |
| Singer(s) | Charli XCX |
| Musician(s) | Charli xcx, Finn Keane, A. G. Cook |
| Lyricist(s) | Charli xcx, A. G. Cook, Finn Keane |
| Language | English |
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Who is the singer of the song ‘Driven by instinct’?
The song ‘Driven by instinct’ is sung by Charli XCX.
Who wrote the song ‘Driven by instinct’ by Charli XCX?
The song ‘Driven by instinct’ by Charli XCX is written by Charli xcx, A. G. Cook and Finn Keane.
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Music of the song ‘Driven by instinct’ is produced by Charli xcx, Finn Keane and A. G. Cook.
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The song ‘Driven by instinct’ is from the album titled ‘XCX8’.
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