Lyrics
many people play this game so willingly
a memory of the cushion life i m clinging to
Many people play this game so willingly, a memory of the cushion life i m clinging to Love, love is no big truth
Driven by our genes, we are simple selfish beings
We are simple selfish beings, not again 8x
Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping, passion and its brother hate
Love is no big truth, not again 8x, they come and go
Not again 8x, not again 8x Big, and think of you
Many people play this game so willingly, joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping, passion and its brother hate
And think of you, the image of a mutual one, we are simple selfish beings
a symphony that s you
Driven by our genes, getting me through it
A memory of the cushion life i m clinging to, love is no big truth No, we are simple selfish beings
we are simple selfish beings
Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping, it could easily be made to stay for longer though, and think of you
and think of you
Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping, driven by our genes
We are simple selfish beings, love is no big truth, of what there is to it
a memory of the cushion life i m clinging to
A symphony that s you, all i do is sleep all day
Getting me through it, we are simple selfish beings Kings, do i have to be like them
All i do is sleep all day, or be lonely Truth, a symphony that s you
Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping, we are simple selfish beings, joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping
A memory of the cushion life i m clinging to, not again 8x
joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping
getting me through it
All i do is sleep all day, a symphony that s you
Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping, passion and its brother hate
Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping, the image of a mutual one
They come and go, driven by our genes
We are simple selfish beings, driven by our genes
Joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping, all i do is sleep all day
driven by our genes
Driven by our genes, another view Truth, do i have to be like them
Love is no big truth, joyously awaking the ignorant and sleeping
Not again 8x, a memory of the cushion life i m clinging to
A symphony that s you, not again 8x
Another view, passion and its brother hate
not again 8x
Getting me through it, of what there is to it
it could easily be made to stay for longer though
We are simple selfish beings, love is no big truth
We are simple selfish beings, the image of a mutual one, love is no big truth
Getting me through it, we are simple selfish beings
