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All I do is sleep all day and think of you |
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A memory of the cushioned life I'm clinging to |
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The image of a mutual one, our haven |
| [01:08.89] |
The sombre chords of our song, the fading |
| [01:16.31] |
Love is no big truth driven by our genes |
| [01:22.18] |
We are simple selfish beings |
| [01:32.06] |
A symphony that's you |
| [01:36.00] |
Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping |
| [02:02.67] |
Passion and its brother hate, they come and go |
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It could easily be made to stay for longer though |
| [02:18.05] |
Many people play this game so willingly |
| [02:25.53] |
Do I have to be like them, or be lonely? |
| [02:33.32] |
Love is no big truth driven by our genes |
| [02:38.92] |
We are simple selfish beings |
| [02:48.67] |
A symphony that's you |
| [02:52.76] |
Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping |
| [03:05.14] |
Another view of what there is to it |
| [03:13.79] |
Getting me through it |
