Passion

It's the passion that keeps our hands together during this great sleep
It's a test drive: The human love for pleasure
A nature so foolish
Take your suitcase from underneath the floorboards; we are leaving these settings
'Cause what will it take to halt the mug here?
Your words are at war, dear
And our love roams through a vivid fantasy
Please take me to the depths of sanity
The hate glows in your face when you can't sleep
There's a war inside your dreams
It's the passion that takes us to the party where everyone's dancing
And the steps go on and on and these people make you think like the insane
And jump out the windows to label the sun: you're out of love
You feel like a poet in the morning screaming:
I'm just a loser like God!
But it's the passion that keeps our hands together during this great sleep
And the kid who pulls a gun will tell you what is fun until the ashes

And our love roams through a vivid fantasy
Please take me to the depths of sanity
The hate glows in your face when you can't sleep
There's a war inside your dreams
Our love roams through a vivid fantasy
Please take me to the depths of sanity
And the hate glows as he pulls the iron fist
And you fall into a dream