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