The Lies of Love (This is Not a Love Song)
It's true that sometimes intuition ties the blinding folds
To contemplate not what, but why the way the mind can go
Sometimes it plays the heart, it's so lovely at the start
But when the walls come crashing down, I take it all apart
Arise my jaded cynicism, analysing criticism
Every thought's so skeptical, no mysteries are left at all
No silly romance fantasies are really how they're hoped to be
No, this is not a song of love, just so damn reminiscent of it all
Woah, intention
When you leave these things behind, I can't open up my mind at all
Woah, intention
Well, I know, I know that love ain't real, but I can't deny the way I feel
And I'd like to say I'll find the day when no more will I feel this way
And if I never, very well, but only tests of time can tell
Indulge the moment and then it's gone, but never for too very long
No, this is not a song of love, just so damn reminiscent of it all
The fight to strive, genetic drive, those early days of man
Replication, then survive to act, not understand
For every lost potential, Mother kills you from within
For fear of life's own preservation starts to settle in
And I know it gets confusing, and I know it's worth a try
When instinct tells you how to act, but just won't tell you why
And as single souls are drawn together, passionate and blind
Just keep this simple thought in mind, that love is just a concept for the times
Woah, intention
When you leave these things behind, I can't open up my mind at all
Woah, intention
Well, I know, I know that love ain't real, but I can't deny the way I feel
I'd like to say I'll find the day when no more will I feel this way
And if I never, very well, but only tests of time can tell
Indulge the moment and then it's gone, but never for too very long
No, this is not a song of love, just so damn reminiscent of it all
Woe and blight
Such is life
Though excel
For all is well
Woe and blight
Such is life
Though excel
All is well
Woah, intention
When you leave these things behind, I can't open up my mind at all
Woah, intention
Oh, no, this is not a song of love, just so damn reminiscent of it all
To contemplate not what, but why the way the mind can go
Sometimes it plays the heart, it's so lovely at the start
But when the walls come crashing down, I take it all apart
Arise my jaded cynicism, analysing criticism
Every thought's so skeptical, no mysteries are left at all
No silly romance fantasies are really how they're hoped to be
No, this is not a song of love, just so damn reminiscent of it all
Woah, intention
When you leave these things behind, I can't open up my mind at all
Woah, intention
Well, I know, I know that love ain't real, but I can't deny the way I feel
And I'd like to say I'll find the day when no more will I feel this way
And if I never, very well, but only tests of time can tell
Indulge the moment and then it's gone, but never for too very long
No, this is not a song of love, just so damn reminiscent of it all
The fight to strive, genetic drive, those early days of man
Replication, then survive to act, not understand
For every lost potential, Mother kills you from within
For fear of life's own preservation starts to settle in
And I know it gets confusing, and I know it's worth a try
When instinct tells you how to act, but just won't tell you why
And as single souls are drawn together, passionate and blind
Just keep this simple thought in mind, that love is just a concept for the times
Woah, intention
When you leave these things behind, I can't open up my mind at all
Woah, intention
Well, I know, I know that love ain't real, but I can't deny the way I feel
I'd like to say I'll find the day when no more will I feel this way
And if I never, very well, but only tests of time can tell
Indulge the moment and then it's gone, but never for too very long
No, this is not a song of love, just so damn reminiscent of it all
Woe and blight
Such is life
Though excel
For all is well
Woe and blight
Such is life
Though excel
All is well
Woah, intention
When you leave these things behind, I can't open up my mind at all
Woah, intention
Oh, no, this is not a song of love, just so damn reminiscent of it all
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Stuart Steele
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