Standard (EADGBE)
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All I do is sleep all day, and think of you
a memory of the cushion life I'm clinging to
the image of a mutual one, our haven
the sombre chords of our song, the fading
love is no big truth
driven by our genes, we are simple selfish beings
a symphony that's you
joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping
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Passion and its brother hate, they come and go
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 sleeping
Another view of what there is to it,
getting me through it
I'll never need it again