Poets of The Fall - Passion Colors Everything
I have a mind for simple things,But things are not of mind to simplify;There's always some loophole technicality...You buy into and pay until you die.And money doesn't bring me joy,It's more a darling dead weight,And I seem to have lost my appetite,It's underrated how we overrate.
I dance entangled with my dear,She pulls my every string.Completely trapped yet never here,When passion colors everything...
The songs I sing from way out there to deep within,The face I wear behind my grin,The price I pay for my original sin,Everything, everything, everything...