All I do is sleep all day and think of you
A memory of the cushion's life I'm clinging to
The image of a mutual one, our haven
The sombre chords of our song, the fadingLove is no big truth
Driven by our genes we are simple selfish beings
A symphony that's you
Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleepingPassion and its brother hate, they come and go
It could easily be made to stay for longer though
Many people play this game so willingly
Do I have to be like them or be lonely?Love is no big truth
Driven by our genes we are simple selfish beings
A symphony that's you
Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleepingAnother view of what there is to it
Getting me through itI'll never need it again, not again, not again
I'll never need it again, not again, not again
I'll never need it again, not again, not again
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