oh, cynical little me...

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

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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?
another view, of what there is to it. getting me through it.

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i'll never need it again, NOT AGAIN, NOT AGAIN...

kings of convenience - love is no big truth